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 Lightfoot ! It seemed to him that there were no such things as justice and fair play . Had it been just one hunter at a time against whom he had to match his wits it would not have been so bad . But there were many hunters with terrible guns looking for him , and in dodging one he was likely at any time to meet another . This in itself seemed terribly unfair and unjust . But now , added to this was the greater unfairness of being trailed by hounds .
Do you wonder that XXXXX thought of men as utterly heartless ?
CHAPTER Forest Lightfoot XXI guns hounds right terror unfairness voices