He could hear nothing. He stood there and waited. The trees watched him with dark, secret eyes.
Nothing. No dogs, no lights, no noises.
The man was could now, and very, very tired. 'I need sleep,' he thought. 'Where can I hide?' He looked up at the trees.
'Up there,' he thought. 'The dogs can't follow me up a tree.'
He found a tall tree and went up it. He could not see the ground now. Hehalf sat, half stood in the tree, and listened. Nothing.
'An hour,' he thought. 'Sleep for an hour. Then go on. Go south. Hide in the day, and move at night. I can get there in five days, perhaps six.'
The man put his head down on his arms, and slept.