His denser nerves were incapable of comprehending the state of irritation and unreasoning restlessness into which the climate and excitement had brought Durnovo.

But Meredith, in his finer organisation, understood the case better.

He it was who soothingly explained the necessity for giving the men a longer rest.
He alone could persuade Durnovo to lie down at night and cease his perpetual calculations.

The man's hands were so unsteady that he could hardly take the sights necessary to determine their position in this sea-like waste.

And to Jack alone did Victor Durnovo ever approach the precincts of mutual confidence.
"I can't help it, Meredith," he said one day, with a scared look, after a particularly violent outburst of temper.