And they came like the wind, yelling at the sight of their quarry.
Tse-tse, who trusted me to keep the scent, was watching ahead for a sight of the quarry.
Wrens and sparrows are not too ignoble a quarry for this villainous gos-hawk!
They had probably divined, too, that the quarry was at bay and was dangerous.
But why should she voluntarily lay-to in the very sight of her ...