"How far do we have to go do you think?"
"Don't know. Hope it's not far or we're liable to miss the show."
"I can run as fast as you can if you want to go faster."
"Hark! Hear that?" exclaimed Bud.
"Yes, what was it?"
"They're lining up for the battle. That was a stallion's scream of defiance. It is a challenge for battle. There goes the other one. That's the Angel telling Satan to come on and fight. Now Satan's answering him."
It was all just so much noise to Tad Butler. The meaning of the harsh sounds conveyed nothing to him, but to Bud Stevens they were full of meaning.
"Careful, now. We're getting near."
Both men sped along as fast as their feet would carry them, but without making a sound that might have been heard a dozen yards away.
"Hist!" warned Bud, crouching low.