He saunters down his own backyard springs to the top of the fence with one easy bound drops lightly down on the other side trols across the right-of-way to a vacant alloment and skips to the roof of an empty shed as he goes he throws off the effeminacy of civillon his gait becomes lithe and pantherlike he looks quickly and keenly from side to side and moves noiselessly for he has so many enemies-dogs cabmen with whips and small boys with stones