That they would remain he never doubted.

His faith in the call of the wild had been verified in the Girl; it would reach them also.

The hill top would bind them.

Their love for the Girl would compel them.

They would be company for her and a new interest in life.
"Couldn't be better, not possibly!" commented the delighted Harvester.
He followed the path down Singing Water until he reached the bridge where it turned into the marsh.