CHAPTERV
WithinthecavetherewassilenceexceptforthevoicesofthehagsandthescarcelyaudiblemoaningoftheFianna-Finn，butwithouttherewasadreadfuluproar，foraseachmanreturnedfromthechasehisdogscamewithhim，andalthoughthemenwentintothecavethedogsdidnot。
Theyweretoowise。
Theystoodoutside，filledwithsavageryandterror，fortheycouldscenttheirmastersandtheirmasters’danger，andperhapstheycouldgetfromthecavesmellstillthenunknownandfullofalarm。
Fromthetroopofdogstherearoseabayingandbarking，asnarlingandhowlingandgrowling，ayelpingandsquealingandbawlingforwhichnowordscanbefound。Nowandagainadognosedamongathousandsmellsandscentedhismaster；theruffofhisneckstooduplikeahog’sbristlesandanettyridgeprickledalonghisspine。Thenwithredeyes，withbaredfangs，withahoarse，deepsnortandgrowlherushedatthecave，andthenhehaltedandsneakedbackagainwithallhisrufflessmoothed，histailbetweenhislegs，hiseyesscrewedsidewaysinmiserableapologyandalarm，andalongthinwhineofwoedribblingoutofhisnose。