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Fearing lest his quick eye should detect my presence, I stood there motionless as a statue.
The pair, in earnest conversation, suddenly strolled away over the fallen leaves at the edge of the wood, whereupon Tramu emerged silently from his hiding-place and crept after them, I being compelled to remain where I was.