He was looking, he said, for Dr.Blood.His cousin was taken ill.

The overseer bade him go to the devil, and get out of the plantation.

Blood was not there.

If he was anywhere he would be in his hut in the stockade.
Nuttall passed on, upon the understanding that he would go.

But he went in the wrong direction; he went on towards the side of the plantation farthest from the stockade, towards the dense woods that fringed it there.