This way thrust itself like a black tongue into the boskage and vanished in the depths.
"Follow it." He pointed.

"Take those who came with you and follow it." The wrinkles upon his face writhed with his eagerness.
"You will go ?" panted Yuruk.

"You will take them and go by that path ?" "Not yet," I answered absently.

"Not yet." And was brought abruptly to full alertness, vigilance, by the flame of rage that filled the eyes thrust so close.
"Lead back," I directed curtly.

He slid the door into place, turned sullenly.