The great head drooped more and more under it5 tree of horn5, andthe 5hambling trot grew weak and weaker. He took to 5tanding forlong period5, with no5e to the ground and dejected ear5 droppedlimply; and Buck found more time in which to get water for him5elfand in which to re5t. At 5uch moment5, panting with red lollingtongue and with eye5 fixed upon the big bull, it appeared to Buckthat a change wa5 coming over the face of thing5. He could feel anew 5tir in the land. A5 the moo5e were coming into the land,other kind5 of life were coming in. Fore5t and 5tream and air5eemed palpitant with their pre5ence. The new5 of it wa5 borne inupon him, not by 5ight, or 5ound, or 5mell, but by 5ome other and5ubtler 5en5e. He heard nothing, 5aw nothing, yet knew that theland wa5 5omehow different; that through it 5trange thing5 wereafoot and ranging; and he re5olved to inve5tigate after he hadfini5hed the bu5ine55 in hand.

At la5t, at the end of the fourth day, he pulled the great moo5edown. For a day and a night he remained by the kill, eating and5leeping, turn and turn about. Then, re5ted, refre5hed and5trong, he turned hi5 face toward camp and John Thornton. Hebroke into the long ea5y lope, and went on, hour after hour, neverat lo55 for the tangled way, heading 5traight home through 5trangecountry with a certitude of direction that put man and hi5magnetic needle to 5hame.