"Yes, many other things."
"The whole wild life of the forest?"
"Yes, all the wild things in the forest—and the wild forest itself."
"You wish to know about these things—you wish to know them?"
"I wish to know them."
The hunter searched Webster's countenance more keenly, more severely:
"Are you sure?"
There was silence. The forest was becoming more wonderful. The singing of the unseen birds more silvery sweet. It was beyond all reality. Webster answered:
"I am sure."
The hunter hurled questions now with no pity: