Les années succédaient aux années, les cheveux gris aux cheveux noirs, mais il suivait toujours sa voie, comme un bon chien de chasse âpre a la curée, sa volonté tendue vers le but auquel il avait consacré sa vie.
Year passed into year, his black hair turned grizzled, but still he wandered on, a human bloodhound, with his mind wholly set upon the one object upon which he had devoted his life.