He felt happier today than for some time past.

Twice during the afternoon he had met Betty's eyes and the look he encountered there made his heart stir with a strange feeling of fear and hope.

While he was ruminating on what had happened between Betty and himself he allowed his eyes to wander from one person to another.

When his gaze alighted on Wetzel it became riveted there.

The hunter's attitude struck him as singular.
Wetzel had his face half turned toward the boys romping near him and he leaned carelessly against a white oak tree.