He would hear only his laugh, or his great voice urging on his pack, as Corporal Lee and the other man had heard it.
That Bram would not return for vengeance never for a moment entered his analysis of the situation.

By firing after his man Philip had too clearly disclosed his identity and his business; and Bram, fighting for his own existence, would be a fool not to rid himself of an immediate and dangerous enemy.
And then, for the first time since he had returned from the edge of the Barren, Philip saw the man again as he had seen him standing under the white glow of the stars.

And it struck him, all at once, that Bram had been unarmed.

Comprehension of this fact, slow as it had been, worked a swift and sudden hope in him, and his eyes took in quickly the larger trees about him.

From a tree he could fight the pack and kill them one by one.