He would imitate him, and although sleep might be unwilling, he would conquer it.

A resolute mind could triumph over anything.
He shut his eyes and his will was so strong that he held them shut a full ten minutes, although sleep did not come.

When he opened them again he thought that the hunter had moved a little.

After all, the man was mortal, and had human emotions.

He was not an absolute log.
"Tilden!" he called--Tilden was the hunter's name.
But Tilden did not stir, nor did he respond in any way when he called a second time.