But suddenly a dreadful suspicion came to him and he grew more and more anxious as he listened . In a few minutes there was no longer any doubt in his mind . Those hounds were following his trail . It was then that the sound of that baying became terrible . He must run for his life ! Those hounds would give him no rest . And he knew that in running from them , he would no longer be able to watch so closely for the hunters with terrible guns . He would no longer be able to hide in thickets . At any time he might be driven right past one of those hunters . Lightfoot bounded away with such leaps as only Lightfoot can make . In a little while the voices of the hounds grew fainter . Lightfoot stopped to get his breath and stood trembling as he listened . The baying of the hounds again grew louder and louder . Those wonderful noses of theirs were following his trail without the least difficulty . In a panic of fear , Lightfoot bounded away again . As he crossed an old road , the Green Forest rang with the roar of a terrible gun . Something tore a strip of bark from the trunk of a tree just above Lightfoot 's back . It was a bullet and it had just missed Lightfoot . It added to his terror and this in turn added to his speed . So Lightfoot ran and ran , and behind him the voices of the hounds continued to ring through the Green Forest .
CHAPTER XXI : How Lightfoot Got Rid Of The Hounds Poor XXXXX !
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