Horrible as she was to look at, she seemed to his mind more horrible when he was not looking at her.

But he remembered the child's hand, and never thought of driving her away.

Now and then he gave a glance behind him, and there she lay flat, with her eyes closed and her terrible teeth gleaming between her two huge forepaws.
After his supper and his long day's journey it was no wonder Curdie should now be sleepy.

Since the sun set the air had been warm and pleasant.

He lay down under the tree, closed his eyes, and thought to sleep.