With his nature it was inevitable.
Life to him was now a puzzle towards the solution of which he moved with conquering conviction.
From John Grier's face now, he realized that something was to be said affecting his whole career.

It would, he was sure, alter his foot-steps in the future.

He had a profound respect for the little wiry man, with the firm body and shrivelled face.
Tarboe watched the revealing expression of the old man's face and the motions of his body.

He noticed that the tight grip of the hand on the little statue of the riverman had made the fingers pale.

He realized how absorbed was the lumber-king, who had given him more confidence than he had given to anyone else in the world.