human
John Alloway, said the Indian woman in a voice of welcome, and with a brightening eye, for it would seem as though he came in answer to her words of a few moments before. With a mother's instinct she had divined at once the reason for the visit, though no warning thought crossed the mind of the girl, who placed a chair for their visitor with a heartiness which was real--was not this the white man she had saved from death in the snow a year ago? Her heart was soft towards the life she had kept in the world. She smiled at him, all the anger gone from her eyes, and there was almost a touch of tender anxiety in her voice as she said
gpt
What brought you out in this blizzard? It wasn't safe. It doesn't seem possible you got here from the Portage.
human
Once lost, twice get there, he exclaimed, with a quizzical toss of the head, thinking he had said a good thing.
gpt
It's a year ago to the very day that I was lost out back --he jerked a thumb over his shoulder--
human
Just such a day,