The question with his rider was, in what direction to turn, to extricate himself from the mazes into which he had so rashly ridden?
While he mused this question, Blucher started suddenly with evidently some new and exciting consciousness.

His ears were suddenly lifted--his eyes were strained upon the copse in front--he halted, as if reluctant to proceed.

It was evident that his senses had taken in some sights, or sounds, which were unusual.
Of course, our traveller was by no means heedless of this behavior on the part of the beast.

He well knew the superior keenness of the brute senses, over those of the man; and his own faculties were keenly enlisted in the scrutiny.

There might be wolves along the track--the country was not wanting in them; or, more to be feared, there might be a panther lurking along some great overhanging forest bough.