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Only sometimes hounds, furious in pursuit, entering incautiously

among these mossy swamps and pits, overwhelmed by the sight of

the horrors within them, flee away, whining, with looks of

terror; and long after, though petted by their master's hand,

they still tremble at his feet, possessed by fright. These

ancient hidden places of the forests, unknown to men, are called

in hunter's language jungles.

Stupid bear! If thou hadst abode in the jungle, never would the

Seneschal have learned of thee; but, whether the fragrance of the

honeycomb lured thee, or thou feltest too great a longing for

ripe oats, thou earnest out to the edge of the forest, where the

trees were less dense, and there at once the forester detected

thy presence, and at once sent forth beaters, clever spies, to

learn where thou wast feeding and where thou hadst thy lair by

night. Now the Seneschal with his beaters, extending his lines

between thee and the jungle, cuts off thy retreat.