The importance of all other things dwindled into nothingness.
His habits, which were as fixed as the stars at other times, took a complete vacation.

He even forgot hunger, and the whistlers and gophers were quite safe.

He was tireless.

He rambled during the night as well as the day in quest of his lady-love.
It was quite natural that in these exciting hours he should forget Muskwa almost entirely.

At least ten times before sunset he crossed and recrossed the creek, and the disgusted and almost ready-to-quit cub waded and swam and floundered after him until he was nearly drowned.