They were about to break into a run, when the constable said:
"If you start, he will be after us; let's stand our ground."
"Certainly," assented Mr. Vincent, through his chattering teeth.
"Certainly, certainly," added his neighbor, in the same quaking voice.
Toning down their extreme terror as best they could, the four frightened friends strained their eyes to catch a sight of the animal.
"He's there," said Scrapton, fingering his lasso in a way which showed he was very eager to hurl it.
"Where?"
"Right behind the fence; I see him; he's crouching down and eating the carcass of the pig."
"When he gets through with that he will come for us."