Yet this man and his fellows are ever yelping at our heels, like so many dogfish on a cod bank.
Presently it was opened—not to let me out, but to let the dog in—yelping and bounding.
It was yelping and snarling, curiously suggestive of a pack of hungry wolves.
Then to forget his trouble, he would follow the chase with the yelping hounds.
It looked, too, as if they would, ...