This struck me as very strange, particularly as I recalled clearly that a stream of light had flashed into the after stateroom with the entrance of the prowler.

Surely, one would think, that nocturnal prowler of pre-War Paris had been so long dead and buried even the most ghoulish gossip should respect his poor remains and not disinter them merely to demonstrate that the Past can never wholly die!

For a single lynx the wolves hunted in pairs, trailing the big prowler stealthily and rushing upon him from behind with a fierce uproar to startle the wits out of his stupid head and send him off headlong, as cats go, before he knew what was after him.

And think of his servicessee him drawing his cart in Belgium, rounding up the sheep into the fold on the Yorkshire fells, tending the cattle by the highway, warning off the night prowler from the lonely homestead, always alert, always obedient, always the friend of man, be he never so friendless....

The prowler that Holman had seen upon the top of the stone structure was evidently an outsider, and the knowledge brought no pleasant feelings.

Prowler leaped into the little boat which the pirates had fastened by a tow-rope to their own, and during his search he kept his back turned to his companions.

Then he looked at Prowler and both mates repeated together as if they were saying a lesson: "The name of our illustrious Chief is Captain MittensMittens, the Pitiless PirateMittens, the Monster of the Main!" "Whywhymy Aunt Jane had a tiger cat once with white paws" Ann began, but then she stopped suddenly, for Rudolf had given her a sharp pinch.

A terrible frown had spread over the faces of both Growler and Prowler.

When Rudolf and Ann and the False Hare, under guard of Growler and Prowler, reached the deck of the Merry Mouser, they found Peter, dressed in a dry suit of pirate clothing and looking none the worse for his wetting.

Growler edged up to Prowler.

Captain Mittens had crept up behind the two mates and bawled in Prowler's ear.

and in the excitement of getting the Merry Mouser under way, the captain's attention was turned, and Prowler and his crime were forgotten.

Prowler must be pretty sore against the Chief!

What do you suppose they planted that for?" Prowler, who was walking just ahead of Peter, overheard this last remark, and turning, fixed his large, round, yellow eyes on the little boy.

"But listen, what are the mates saying?" The two black cat pirates were conversing excitedly under cover of the music, and presently the children heard what Prowler was whispering to Growler: "Look here, Matey, where's the rest of the swag, the suit case and his sword, you know?" "On board ship, stowed away in Cap'n's cabin," answered Growler.

" "He could, all right," said Prowler gravely, "but he'd get his paws wet, and that's a serious thing, you know.

"The thing ter do," drawled Growler sleepily, "is ter do nothin' 'tall till ye git somewheres where somethin's gotter be did, an' then like's not it's too late ter do anything an' all yer trouble's saved for ye!" Rudolf did not think much of this as advice, but Prowler seemed delighted.

When every drop was finished and every crumb licked up, Growler said to Prowler, "Time for a nap, old boy," and without so much as a look in the children's direction the two rude fellows turned tail and marched off arm in arm to their bunks.

Among all the familiar faces were some they had almost forgotten but were not sorry to see again: the Lady Goose, waving her spoon; the Gentleman Goose, and Squealer and Squawker, his two little duck apprentices; the cheerful grinning countenances of Prowler and Growler, the mates, with Toddles and Towser the common sea-cats.

The lofer prefers young meat and as a rule will cut down a yearling colt, or dine on warm veal, eschewing cold flesh and feeding only once from every killthe lobo being the Lucullus of beasts of preybut this prowler had either found scanty fare in a long journey across the mountains or else he wished to kill now for pure deviltry and not from hunger.

It was two in the morning, and the narrow cañons were emptied of life, save the shadowy fleeting shape of some night prowler, some creature of the underworld.

She heard the cry of some small bird attacked by a midnight prowler; was it the sparrow-hawk after its prey?

Teague's dogs answered this prowler, and some of them had voices to make a hunter thrill.

A Prowler of The Night XXV Besieged XXVI

My notions of the geography of the region were the vaguest, but I wished to examine for myself the premises that evidently contained a dangerous prowler.