What I love to do an' yet fear most.

It's what makes a lone hunter of a man.

An' it can grow so strong that it binds a man to the wilds." "How strange!" murmured Helen.

"But that could never bind ME.

Why, I must live and fulfil my mission, my work in the civilized world." It seemed to Helen that Dale almost imperceptibly shrank at her earnest words.
"The ways of Nature are strange," he said.