Twice he pulled in his horse, thinking he heard voices in the wood.

The third time he stopped and got out.

At infrequent intervals a groan broke the stillness.
He climbed the snake-fence and beat about among the bushes.

The groan came again, and he followed the sound.
At the foot of a tall beech-tree a body was lying face downward.

He held his lantern above his head and bent over it.