There were five close together, and another a little way off.

When we got within less than a mile, two of the dogs were loosed.

They were wild with excitement, for they also had seen the black dots and knew what they meant; and as soon as the traces were unfastened they were off--straight as the flight of a homing bee.
We followed, at our leisure, knowing that when we arrived the herd would be rounded up, ready for our rifles.

A single musk-ox, when he sees the dogs, will make for the nearest cliff and get his back against it; but a herd of them will round up in the middle of a plain with tails together and heads toward the enemy.

Then the bull leader of the herd will take his place outside the round-up, and charge the dogs.