And the matter was made worse for him by the fact that the interloper had come between him and the river.

But he was not standing here near midnight merely to exercise his wrath by straining his eyes through the darkness at his neighbor's crops.

He put his finger into his mouth to wet it, and then held it up that he might discover which way the light breath of wind was coming.

There was still the low moan to be heard continually through the forest, and yet not a leaf seemed to be moved.

After a while he thought he caught a sound, and put his ear down to the ground.