We listened for the echoes and they scarce resounded from the sides of the adjacent hills.

Juon would never hear that.

'Give it to me,' I said.

'I shall throw more force into it.' A moment after I had blown the horn, the woody heights repeated the sound just as if there was another horn-blower there.

Presently, from afar, right away among the hills, another horn replied, just as if there was another echo there.