But we need not be afraid of that.

Walk in front, Percy, and keep the barrel pointed downward." When we came in sight of the house of the three McKennas, Walter proposed that we make a detour towards the woods.

"For," said he, "if those good women see a party like this with a gun among them, they will be sure to think it is a case of escaped criminal, or something of that kind, and be frightened out of their wits." We skirted the edge of the trees until we came to the opening of the wood road, which I recognized immediately, and, asking Percy and the others to keep back, I went on by myself.
"I don't think people would frighten that sort of a bear," I heard Genevieve say.

"He must be used to crowds around him when he's dancing." I presently reached the place where I had turned from the road.

It was a natural break in the woods.