One careless sniff had satisfied his mate, and she trotted on to reassure him.

Though he followed her, he was still dubious, and he could not forbear an occasional halt in order more carefully to study the warning.
She crept out cautiously on the edge of a large open space in the midst of the trees.

For some time she stood alone.

Then One Eye, creeping and crawling, every sense on the alert, every hair radiating infinite suspicion, joined her.

They stood side by side, watching and listening and smelling.
To their ears came the sounds of dogs wrangling and scuffling, the guttural cries of men, the sharper voices of scolding women, and once the shrill and plaintive cry of a child.