We all can see that, but just as shore as you let go with a yell or anything like it at any time or under any circumstances, you'll be dead the next second." A sudden fierce note rang in his voice, and Dick, despite all his courage, shuddered.

He felt as if a nameless terror all at once threatened not only him, but others.

His lips and mouth were dry.
Robertson spoke softly to his horse, and then rode slowly forward through the deep forest.

The others rode with him, never breaking their compact formation, and preserving the utmost silence.

Dick did not ask another question.