And she began to revolve him before eyes that searched hopefully for possibilities of his giving her precisely what her nerves craved.
"It would be queer, wouldn't it," she mused--she was watching him swim--"if it should turn out that I had come up here to learn, instead of to teach ?" And he--In large presences he was always at his best--in the large situations of affairs, in these large, tranquillizing horizons of nature.

He, too, began to forget that she was a refined, delicate, sensitive lady, with nerves that writhed under breaks in manners and could in no wise endure a slip in grammar, unless, of course, it was one of those indorsed by fashionable usage.

His health came flooding and roaring back in its fullness; and day by day the difficulty of restraining himself from loud laughter and strong, plebeian action became more appalling to him.

He would leave the camp, set off at a run as soon as he got safely out of sight; and, when he was sure of seclusion in distance, he would "cut loose"-- yell and laugh and caper like a true madman; tear off his superfluous clothes, splash and thresh in some lonely lake like a baby whale that has not yet had the primary lessons in how to behave.

When he returned to camp, subdued in manner, like a bad boy after recess, he was, in fact, not one bit subdued beneath the surface, but the more fractious for his outburst.