There were sounds of scrambling.
"Don't you move now!" Peer said suddenly.
"What are you talking about?" demanded Nasal-voice.
"Durn rock come loose!" muttered Peer. "Near flung me off!"
But Channok, meanwhile, had got the idea and settled back. It was not yet the Right Moment....
There were more scrambling sounds and some breathless swearing from Ezeff, who obviously had not spent his formative years in asteroid-hopping either. But at last all become quiet.
"And here we are!" Peer's voice floated down clearly. A small chunk of rock dropped right in front of the burrow's entrance, like a punctuation mark.
"Sit still, blast you!" said Nasal-voice, badly out of breath.
A large, dim shadow swept silently over the ground before the ghoul's burrow just then. That would be the launch, going towards the Mound. A prolonged silence overhead confirmed the impression.
"They want to give Flauval a surprise?" Peer inquired meekly at last.