Grey, you block the slide.

If he makes at us, even if I do get my rope on him, kill him! Most likely he'll jump down hill--then you'll HAVE to kill him! Be quick.

Now loose the hounds.

Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi!" I jumped into the narrow slide of weathered stone and looked up.
Jones's stentorian yell rose high above the clamor of the hounds.

He whirled his lasso.
A huge yellow form shot over the trail and hit the top of the slide with a crash.