Pulp Fiction, 1955 · page 41 of 148
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Pe ~ * wanted but to get back home. He’d have liked to set off next _ _ —in her own language, but the meaning was unmistakable— & kept saying something very emphatic about the /Aren. went out. again about the fren, and suddenly Garrod perceived what she = a leg.or an ankle, the chance of his getting anywhere before he ee =i NORTH OF MIDNIGHT 39 ~ wouldn’t bring in a million marks, but it might be worth a thou- _ sand—enough to buy sugar, flour, and paraffin for his family for _ never get such a chance again. which would take them to the 23rd of the month, and Aimo was to come back then, whether he’d shot the beast or not. _ to Aimo, they had the hunt of a lifetime. He was convinced he’d wounded the wolf. It had eaten most of a sheep when they got on its tracks, and was tiring fast as it approached the border. If _ only there’d been a few more miles, he’d have got it: he’d fully him: he could see that Aimo didn’t believe he meant it and con- - a r ; i » ee oe na> Cleat aes) oe ne rhe bs * 1a i ~ =~ a 7. a few weeks. -Once Garrod’s survey trip was over, there was nothing he — morning, but Aimo was anxious to have one more go at the wolf. He was a noted shot; the Lapps are excellent trackers; he might After a good deal of argument, Garrod agreed to wait two days, On the first day it never appeared. On the second, according _ made up his mind to stay another day and try again. Garrod said briefly that in that case he would set off without sidered him a spoilsport for not accepting the delay. Next night when the moon rose—the hunters had already been gone a couple of hours—Garrod began getting his things to- gether. Having packed his knapsack, he went over to the hut to say good-bye to Olmai’s family. The wife, ‘Tania, was disturbed. She told him quite plainly that he ought not to start; he must wait for Aimo. She also Garrod imagined she wanted him to see to the injury, so he went out with her to look at it. He felt tenderly all round the place; it was swollen, but quite healthy, and the leg itself was not inflamed. Clearly the reindeer was going to be all right. Once more it pushed close up to him, so he patted its muzzle and No sooner had he got back to the hut than Tania started on was trying to tell him: the reindeer didn’t think it a good plan for him to set off. % For a moment Garrod had a good mind to give in. He knew he was taking a serious risk in going alone. It wasn’t just the risk of losing his way, he felt quite capable of following the track which ran west-sou’-westward into Ivalo. | But if anything happened while on his own, if he should break comichooks.com — >