Mawoh! It is then a man would hide in a hole.

Now it is quiet; they but whisper among themselves half asleep, but in the morning they will stretch their limbs." "Of course," said Compton, "and yawn!" "How will a tree grow if it does not stretch?
It bends this way and that, to loosen the bark, to make its body and its arms supple and tough, so that it can bend to the blast and yet spring back straight again.

Tell me what would happen if the young tree were bark-bound.
It would die--as these old ones die smothered by the creeping arms around them.

Ow aye, they stretch in the morning and grow." So they talked in the night, and listened to the strange sounds that came mysteriously out of the brooding silence..