Forgetting their father's warnings, the brothers ran quickly after the cart, which was easily kept in view, and soon saw it halt and turn round at a spot where they could discern the outline of a great mound of earth, and the black yawning mouth of what they knew must be the pit.
Half terrified, half fascinated, they gripped each other by the hand and crept step by step nearer.

They took care to keep to the windward of the pit, and were getting very near to it when the air was rent by another of the doleful cries which they had heard before, but which sounded so strange and mournful here that they stopped short in terror at the noise.

It seemed even to affect the nerves of the bearers, for one of them exclaimed: "It is that cur again, who has left the marks of his teeth in my hand.

If I could but get near him with my cudgel, he should never howl again." "I thought we had rid ourselves of the brute, but he must have followed us.

A plague upon his doleful voice! They say that it bodes ill to hear a dog's howl at night.