His blood pulsed only to the stir of that greatest of all adventures which lay ahead of him.

He, the best man-hunter in two thousand miles of wilderness, would beat the hunters themselves.

The hound had turned fox, and that fox knew the tricks of both the hunter and the hunted.

He would win! A world beckoned to him, and he would reach the heart of that world.

Already there began to flash through his mind memory of the places where he could find safety and freedom for all time.