Simply because through their viciousness they have been driven from the herd.
Monday hid behind a clump of bushes.
He was afraid.
Something terrible was going on.
What it was he did not know and could only conjecture.
Scarcely had he hidden himself than two people came right into his shelter.
They were, to his utter astonishment, Mrs. Harkaway and Mr. Mole.
Their countenances were indicative of great fright and alarm.
Clara came in first and crouched down like a startled fawn.
Mole stumped in a few moments later on his wooden appendage.