I was doing that, but my decision had not been absolute.

There seemed no use to go on farther until I was absolutely sure of myself.

I received a clear warning thought that such work as seemed haunting and driving me could never be carried out in the mood under which I labored.

I hung on to that thought.

Several times I slowed up, then stopped, only to tramp on again.
At length, as I mounted a low ridge, Linrock lay bright and green before me, not faraway, and the sight was a conclusive check.