Cudjo

I ran ahead of my companion, as Cudjo was rather slow of foot.

But Penn had seen enough for one day, and the torch-bearing Cudjo guided them back to the spot from which they had started.

Of course, the wolves fled at the approach of myself and Cudjo, and the dogs whimpered with delight.

I fired as soon as his hips made their appearance, and almost at the same instant Cudjo dealt them a hearty blow with his axe.