Yet a single gunshot when the season opened and you never could get within a mile of them." "That is true.

I have fished and hunted with father." "Surely! I keep forgetting that it's ten to one you know more about game than I do." Silence fell upon them again.

On, on, without pausing.

Bruce was getting sleepy himself, so he began munching biscuits.

Lighter and lighter grew the east; the moon dimmed, and by and by everything grew gray and the chill in the air seemed sharpest yet.
They were both awake.
Sunup they stopped by a stream.