Nacaytzusle alone, to judge from the signals which he gave, remained stationary.
Tyope, abandoning his position at the foot of the tree, glided to the nearest shrub.

Thence he struck northward in the direction of the Rito.
He walked erect, but scrupulously avoided everything that might create noise.

When near the fireplace he stood still and listened.

A wolf yelped to the right of where the Dinne of whom Tyope was most afraid seemed to be listening, about two hundred steps from him, on the swelling of the mesa.

He manifestly expected the Queres to return the same way he came.