Another cloud sailed by, and when it had passed he missed them, and, his curiosity roused, he rubbed his eyes again for a closer scrutiny.

Surely that was not a bush on the bank?
No! it moved.

The donkeys were coming towards him.

One of them, the larger, moved forward quickly, then stopped.

Then a chill ran through him, his heart grew weak, his breathing grew sharp, and the sweat suddenly started out all over his face and body.