Suddenly they stopped. “I hear sounds,” whispered Rago.
“Listen, Goni! Where do the sounds come from?”
“They seem to come from the thicket close by.”
“Quickly, Goni, climb this tree!”
“See that pack of hyenas! They are stealing down to their cave.”
“How their cowardly eyes gleam!”
“It is well you heard them in the thicket, Rago,” said Goni.
“I wonder if my ears and eyes will ever be as sharp as yours, so that I may know when the wild beasts are near?” said Goni.
“Oh, yes,” said Rago, “when you are a little older you will hear sounds just as I do, Goni.”