I got this story from someone who had no business in the telling of it.
He longed for the little cabin and the sun-kissed sea - for the cool interior of the well-built house, and for the never-ending wonders of the many books.
... but life would be very miserable indeed were I to spend it in terror of the thing that has not yet happened.
Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.
Men were indeed more foolish and more cruel than the beasts of the jungle! How fortunate was he who lived in the peace and security of the great forest!