What was the use of learning a lesson of that kind if he could not profit by it?
Was not his life as well worth fighting for now as then?
Of course it was; nor was his present position any more hopeless than that one had been.

Then he had drifted with the wind, and now he would do the same thing.

If he could hold out long enough he would fetch up somewhere sometime.

It was merely a question of endurance.

Even in that howling wilderness, with death on all sides, there were still three chances for life.