Afterwards all was still.

From the place near the shots a frightened covey of blackcock broke and came over me.

At the top of a high pine a jay cried out.

I listened for a long time to see if anyone was approaching my hut but everything was still.
On the lower Yenisei it grows dark very early.

I built a fire in my stove and began to cook my soup, constantly listening for every noise that came from beyond the cabin walls.