Robert, you go west; Tayoga, you take the eastern slopes, and I'll hunt toward the north.

By night we'll all be back at this spot, full-handed or empty-handed, as it may be, but full-handed, I hope." He spoke cheerfully, and the others responded in like fashion.

Action gave them a mental and physical tonic, and bracing their weak bodies they started in the direction allotted to each.

Robert forgot, for a little while, the terrible hunger that seemed to be preying upon his very fiber, and, as he started away, showed an elasticity and buoyancy of which he could not have dreamed himself capable five minutes before.
Westward stretched forest, lofty in the valley, high on the slopes and everywhere dense.

He plunged into it, and then looked back.