He stopped to smell a bush.

Then he lifted his head, and electrified me with a great, deep sounding bay.
"Hi! there, listen to that!" yelled Jones "What's Sounder got?
Give him room--don't run him down.

Easy now, old dog, easy, easy!" Sounder suddenly broke down a trail.

Moze howled, Don barked, and Tige let out his staccato yelp.

They ran through the brush here, there, every where.