Both men sprang in opposite directions, like snakes darting through the grass.

Each one concealed himself behind a bush.

The branches rustled and cracked for a short space.

The place around the fire was vacant; nothing remained but a dim streak of ruddy light.
Tyope, after repelling the assault upon him, had taken refuge behind a low juniper-bush.

When the Navajo thrust a pointed arrow at his chest he had numbed the arm of the savage by a blow from his club, and then both men, like true Indians, hurriedly placed themselves under cover, whence each listened eagerly to discover the movements of his foe.