And as the chase continued, we realized that we were not their kind, either, and that the bonds between us were anything but sympathetic.
They ran us for hours.

The forest seemed interminable.

We kept to the glades as much as possible, but they always ended in more thick forest.
Sometimes we thought we had escaped, and sat down to rest; but always, before we could recover our breath, we would hear the hateful "Whoo-whoo!" cries and the terrible "Goek! Goek! Goek!" This latter sometimes terminated in a savage "Ha ha ha ha haaaaa!!!" And in this fashion were we hunted through the forest by the exasperated Tree People.

At last, by mid-afternoon, the slopes began rising higher and higher and the trees were becoming smaller.

Then we came out on the grassy flanks of the mountains.