im they were glorious days. And for Challoner--

In a way Miki saw, though it was impossible for him to comprehend. As
the days lengthened into a week, and the week into two, there was
something in the glow of Nanette's eyes that had never been there
before, and in the sweetness of her voice a new thrill, and in her
prayers at night the thankfulness of a new and great joy.

And then, one day, Miki looked up from where he was lying beside the
baby's crib and he saw Nanette in his master's arms, her face turned up
to him, her eyes filled with the glory of the stars, and Challoner was
saying something which transformed her face into the face of an angel.
Miki was puzzled. And he was more puzzled when Challoner came from
Nanette to the crib, and snuggled the baby up in his arms; and the
woman--looking at them both for a moment with that wonderful look in
her eyes--suddenly covered her face with her hands and sobbed. Half a
snarl rose in Miki's throat, but in that moment Challoner had put his
arm around Nanette too, and Nanette's arms were about him and the baby,
and she was sobbing something which for the life of him Miki could make
neither head nor tail of. And yet he knew that he must not snarl or
spring. He felt the wonder-thrill of the new thing that had come into
the cabin; he gulped hard, and looked. A moment or two later Nanette
was on her knees beside him, and her arms were around him, just as they
had been around the man. And Challoner was dancing like a boy--cooing
to the baby in his arms. Then he, too, dropped down beside Miki, and
cried:

"My Gawd! Miki--I'VE GOT A FAM'LY!"

And Miki tried to understand.

That night, after supper, he saw Challoner unbraid Nanette's glorious
hair, and brush it. They laughed like two happy children. Miki tried
still harder to understand.

When Challoner went to go to his tent in the edge of the forest he took
Nanette in his arms, and kissed her, and stroked her shining hair; and
Nanette took his face between her hands and smiled and almost cried in
her joy.

After that Miki DID understand. He knew that happiness had come to all
who were in that cabin.

Now that his world was settled, Miki took once more to hunting. The
thrill of the trail came back to him, and wider and wider grew his
range from the cabin. Again he followed Le Beau's old trapline. But the
traps were sprung now. He had lost a great deal of his old caution. He
had grown fatter. He no longer scented danger