Habits that he had formed there were still very powerful.

It was difficult for him to grow used to the presence of other people, and at times he longed to go out on his peak of observation, where he might sit alone for hours, with only the rustling of the wind among the leaves in his ears.

The sound of the human voice was often strange and harsh, and now and then only his will kept him from starting when he heard it, as one jumps at the snarl of a wild animal in the bush.
But the friendship between him, Captain Whyte, Lieutenant Lanham and the other young officers grew.

People instinctively liked Robert Lennox.
Whether in his gay mood or his grave he had a charm of manner that few could resist, and his story was so strange, so picturesque that it invested him with compelling romance.

He told all about his kidnapping and his life upon the island, but he said nothing of Adrian Van Zoon.