The combatants had now rolled far away from the hut.

Their savage yells resounded through the still pastures.

We, watching them from the hut, could see that they were drawing near the edge of a steep abyss with a sheer descent of many fathoms, at the bottom of which are the sources of the little mountain streams.
"'Take care, Juon!' cried Mariora despairingly.

But her voice was unheard.

Both of them were deaf and blind.