The cabin was bare.
Foot by foot the two boys went around its walls.

Mukoki took but a single glance inside and disappeared.

Once alone he snapped down the safety of his rifle.

Quickly, as if he feared interruption, he hurried around the old cabin, his eyes close to the earth.

When Rod and Wabi returned to the door he was at the edge of the fall, crouching low among the rocks like an animal seeking a trail.