At night he slept in the same tent, stretched across the doorway.

Despite the enormous fatigue, he slept the light sleep of the townsman, and often he was awakened by Durnovo talking aloud, groaning, tossing on his narrow bed.
When they had been on the march for two months--piloted with marvellous instinct by Durnovo--Meredith made one or two changes in the organisation.

The caravan naturally moved slowly, owing to the enormous amount of baggage to be carried, and this delay seemed to irritate Victor Durnovo to such an extent that at last it was obvious that the man would go mad unless this enormous tension could be relieved.
"For God's sake," he would shout, "hurry those men on! We haven't done ten miles to-day.

Another man down--damn him!" And more than once he had to be dragged forcibly away from the fallen porter, whom he battered with both fists.

Had he had his will, he would have allowed no time for meals, and only a few hours' halt for rest.
Guy Oscard did not understand it.