at night. It's two months since I tasted child meat.
The boy is joking about the children, thought Van Cheele.
But perhaps he really is stealing animals from the woods and farms. I must find out more about this.
Aloud he said, You catch rabbits? You must be joking. Our rabbits are much too fast for you.
At night I hunt on four feet, was the boy's surprising reply.
You mean that you hunt with a dog? guessed Van Cheele.
The boy sat up suddenly and laughed a strange, low laugh. To Van Cheele that laugh sounded horribly like a growl.
I don't think any dog would like to hunt with me, the boy said. Not at night...
There is something horrible about this boy, thought Van Cheele.
I don't like the way he looks and I don't like the way he talks.