Harold Edward Bindloss

“ After breakfast he lay among the boulders gnawing his unlighted pipe and watching the growing mass of driftwood that chafed and ground against the piles of the dam. Nothing, he recognized, could save the dam now. It was bound to go, for the piles were only partly backed with stone, and, in any case, men do not build in that new country as they do in England. Their needs are constantly varying, and their works are intended merely to serve the purpose of the hour. ”

“ Well, because you wish it, I am somehow going to build that dam again."
She looked up at him swiftly with a gleam in her eyes, and Nasmyth stooped a little, while his hand closed hard upon her shoulder.
"You saved my life, and you have tried to do almost as much in a different way since then," he went on. "It is probably easier to bring a sick man back to health than it is to make him realize his obligations and to imbue him with the courage to face them when it's evident that he doesn't possess it. ”

“ She found a splendid trout, a packet of tea, and a little bag of self-raising flour, among other sundries, and for the next half-hour she kept Nasmyth busy making flapjacks and frying the trout. Then they sat down to a simple meal, and when it was over, Nasmyth laughed.
"It's a little astonishing, in view of how I felt at breakfast, but there's nothing left," he sighed. "In one way the admission's a little humiliating, but I almost feel myself again."
"It's supposed to be a very natural one in the case of a man," said Laura. "You can smoke if you like. I want to talk to you." ”