human
God! But that tastes good!
gpt
Five years, you say?
human
Five years. The man sighed again.
gpt
And you, I presume, wish to know about it, being naturally curious, and this a sufficiently strange situation, and all that. But it's not much. I came in from Edmonton after musk-ox, and like Pike and the rest of them, had my mischances, only I lost my party and outfit. Starvation, hardship, the regular tale, you know, sole survivor and all that, till I crawled into Tantlatch's, here, on hand and knee.
human
Five years,
gpt
Five years on February last. I crossed the Great Slave early in May--
human
And you are ... Fairfax?
gpt
Let me see ... John, I think it is, John Fairfax.
human
How did you know?
gpt
The papers were full of it at the time. Prevanche--
human
Prevanche! Fairfax sat up, suddenly alert.
gpt
He was lost in the Smoke Mountains.
human
Yes, but he pulled through and came out.
gpt
I am glad to hear it, he remarked reflectively.
human
Prevanche was a bully fellow if he _did_ have ideas about head-straps, the beggar. And he pulled through? Well, I'm glad.