For here was his paradise, his Promised Land, pre-empted by the Great Enemy! He stayed for a long moment gazing, and then turned reluctantly and fled like one pursued back by the way he had come.

He got beyond the fence in the course of half an hour, but still he kept on.

He began to feel that as long as he galloped on land which was pleasant to him it would be pleasant to man also.

So he kept steadily on his way, leaping the brooks.

Into the river he cast himself and swam to the farther shore.
There was an instant change beyond that bank.