Red-Eye had had I don't know how many wives since the Singing One.

She had gone the way of the rest.

At present he had a little, soft, spiritless thing that whimpered and wept all the time, whether he beat her or not; and her passing was a question of very little time.

Before she passed, even, Red-Eye set his eyes on the Swift One; and when she passed, the persecution of the Swift One began.
Well for her that she was the Swift One, that she had that amazing aptitude for swift flight through the trees.

She needed all her wisdom and daring in order to keep out of the clutches of Red-Eye.