lying
felled and
trimmed in
the
enclosure,
and with
the help
of Hunter
he had set
it up at
the corner
of the
log-house
where the
trunks
crossed
and made
an angle.
Then,
climbing
on the
roof, he
had with
his own
hand bent
and run up
the
colours.
This
seemed
mightily
to relieve
him. He
re-entered
the
log-house
and set
about
counting
up the
stores as
if nothing
else
existed.
But he had
an eye on
Tom’s
passage
for all
that, and
