endure — even to the end — even beyond.

“I had immense plans,” he muttered irresolutely. 'Yes,” said I; 'but if you try to shout I'll smash your head with — ” There was not a stick or a stone near. 'I will throttle you for good,” I corrected myself. 'I was on the threshold of great things,” he pleaded, in a voice of longing, with a wistfulness of tone that made my blood run cold.

'And now for this stupid scoundrel — ” 'Your success in Europe is assured in any case,” I affirmed steadily. I did not want to have the throttling of him, you understand — and indeed it would have been very little use for any practical purpose. I tried to break the spell — the heavy, mute spell of the wilderness — that