Their wild life and the mystery of wild nature did not appeal to him as they had once appealed to Henry in a similar position.

To Paul, the chief thing about the wilderness was the magnificent home it would make in the future for a great white race.

Spared for the present, he expected to live.

Henry had saved him once, and he and his comrades would come again to the rescue.
He stumbled at first in their rapid flight from weakness, and the warrior next to him struck him a blow as a reminder.

Paul would have struck back, but his hands were tied, and he could only guard himself against another stumble.