until Dick Varley almost fell off his horse with suppressed
laughter. They let the hunters come close up,
waxing louder and louder in their wrath; but the instant
a hand was raised to throw a stone or point a
gun, a thousand little heads dived into a thousand holes,
and a thousand little tails wriggled for an instant in
the air--then a dead silence reigned over the deserted
scene.
"Bien, them's have dive into de bo'-els of de eart',"
said Henri with a broad grin.