His savage spirit would incite the warriors to attempts yet greater, and Robert looked closely at the dusky line, thinking for a moment that he might be there.

But he did not see his gigantic figure and the warriors flitted on, gone like shadows in the darkness.

Then the fugitive youth resumed his own flight.
Far in the night Robert sank down in a state of exhaustion.

It was a physical and mental collapse, coming with great suddenness, but he recognized it for what it was, the natural consequence flowing from a period of such excessive strain.

His emotions throughout the great battle had been tense and violent, and they had been hardly less so in the time that followed and in the course of the events that led to his escape.