[ that gets him to freeze, the foreign determination unwelcome--but it is determination and he hasn't yet developed reason to reject it. ]

. . . [ a quick glance around, though his feet are firmly planted in the same direction as before, more than looking, however, he's trying to hear--anything. finally, he scowls, to no one in particular except maybe fell and whatever foreign will that was, ]

Just what do I have to save them from? --and how?