What concerned him most was pursuit.

His trail from the cabin had been a bloody one, which would render it easily followed.

He dared not risk exertion until he had given his wound time to heal.

Then, if he did escape from Girty and the Delawares, his future was not bright.

His experiences of the last few days had not only sobered, but brought home to him this real border life.
With all his fire and daring he new he was no fool.