Presently the company of them descended into that gully along which the road ran, whence a minute or two later rose a sound of distant shouting.

Then they appeared on the further side, running, or riding their beasts hither and thither, as though in search of some one, while four of them carried between them a man who seemed to be hurt, or dead.
"I think that Caleb has shot his hyena," said Nehushta meaningly; "but I have seen nothing, and if you are wise, you will say nothing.

I do not like Caleb, but I hate these Jewish thieves, and it is not for you to bring your friend into trouble." Miriam looked frightened but nodded her head, and no more was said of the matter.
That evening, as Miriam and Nehushta stood at the door of their house in the cool, by the light of the full moon they saw Caleb advancing towards them down the road, a sight that made Miriam glad at heart, for she feared lest he might have come into trouble.

Catching sight of them, he asked permission to enter through the door, which he closed behind them, so that now they stood in the little garden within the wall.
"Well," said Nehushta, "I see that you had a shot at your hyena; did you kill it ?" "How do you know that ?" he asked, looking at her suspiciously.
"A strange question to put to a Libyan woman who was brought up among bowmen," she replied.

"You had six arrows in your quiver when we met you, and now I count but five.