Chapter 368

Ryan wondered again why he hadn't thought of that. He winked flirtatiously at Freya. "Freya, my respect for you is like the overflowing banks of the Golden River. It flows endlessly and cannot be stopped!" The women burst into laughter. They had all had their brows furrowed in worry and had been wishing that they could help, but Ryan was still able to make a joke! Ryan did as Freya had said. He tied a small stick to the spot near the hook, got into position, and waited for another pile of firewood to drift over. Freya suddenly pointed to a spot that was about ten feet away on Ryan's right. "There's a rotten log over there! If we can drag that up, we'll be able to burn it for several days!" According to Freya's instructions, Ryan saw that the log was several feet long and was as thick as his body. It was already rotten, which meant that the wood would burn even more easily. It was bobbing along near a whirlpool. He did not know if he would be able to drag it over with the line