They were both munching their grain quietly.
"Well, you see the horses are not frightened; so you may be sure that whatever were the noises you heard, there was nothing unnatural about them.

What were they like ?" The question was not answered for, at that moment, a sound like a loud deep sigh was heard overhead.

The natives started back; and even Stanley felt, for a moment, uncomfortable.
"It is only the wind," he said.

"There must be some opening above there; and the wind makes a noise in it, just as it does in a chimney.

We will see all about it, in the morning.
"Now, as to the noises outside." "They were wailing cries," the man said.
"Pooh! They must have been tigers or leopards, or perhaps only wild cats.