He lived for the present.

His naive manner of asking Tom for a tip as to a trail had greatly amused the more experienced scout, who now could not understand how Hervey had used the handbook so much and knew it so imperfectly.
"Didn't you ever see one before ?" Tom asked.
"Not while I was conscious," Hervey shot back, "but if he likes to live that way it's none of my business.

He's inside taking a nap, I guess.

He had some rocky road to Dublin coming down.

I wonder what he thinks?
That wasn't the right kind of a trail, was it ?" "Wasn't it ?" Tom queried.
"No; I want a trail along the ground." "Still after the Eagle, huh?
Do you realize what you have done ?" "I've torn my suit all to shreds, I know that.