Bark was clipped from trees and dry twigs fell.

Yet little damage was done by either.

The forest, although leafless, was dense, and trunks and low boughs afforded much shelter.

Both ceased fire presently, seeming to realize at the same moment that nothing was being done, and hovered among the trees, each watching for what the other would try next.
Harry kept close to Captain Sherburne, whose face plainly showed signs of deep disgust.

His heart was full of battle and he wished to get at the enemy.