Behold, they divided and left a clear path before him; even the mare who had kicked at him when he first came up now shook her head and moved aside.

He reached the rear of the herd unopposed and turned to find that every head was still turned towards him with a bright attention that was certainly not altogether fear.
This was very strange, and while he thought it over Alcatraz dropped his head and nibbled the nearest cluster of grass.

At that, as at a signal, every head in the herd went down; it scattered carelessly here and there.

Alcatraz watched them, bewildered.

This was what he had noted when the black leader was among them; then he understood and was filled with warm content.