have me killed, three times, is it not so?"

Iyok-ok did not answer.

"First," Johnny went on, "he induces the reindeer Chukches to try to
kill me and furnishes them the knife to do it with. Eh?"

"Maybe."

"Second, he drops a harpoon into my igloo and tries to harpoon me and
blow me up."

"Maybe."

"And now he puts a revolver to my head and pulls the trigger. Still you
say 'No kill.' What shall I make of that?"

"Canak-ti-ma-na" (I don't know), said the Eskimo. "No kill, that's all."

Johnny was too much astonished and perplexed to say anything further.
The two sat there for some time in silence. At last the Eskimo rose and
made his way toward the entrance.

Johnny flashed his light about the place. He was looking for his sack of
gold. Suddenly he uttered an exclamation and put out his hand. What it
grasped was the envelope he had seen in the Russian's pocket at Wo
Cheng's shop, the envelope of diamonds. And the diamonds were still
there; he could tell that by the feel of the envelope.

Hastily searching out his now insignificant treasure of gold, Johnny