Musing thus, the man felt stir in his heart an emotion so long absent that it was unfamiliar.

The Avenger forgot, for a moment his brooding plans.

He felt strangely softened.

When he laid his head on the rude pillow it was with some sense of gladness that, although he had always desired a lonely life, and wanted to pass it in the fulfillment of his vow, his loneliness was now shared by a lad who loved him.
Joe was awakened by the merry chirp of a chipmunk that every morning ran along the seamy side of the opposite wall of the gorge.

Getting up, he went to the back of the cave, where he found Wetzel combing out his long hair.