For a long time the red-haired revolutionary had reigned without a rival ; it was upon the night of the sunsetsunsetthat his solitude suddenly endedend.
The hare triedtryto get through the fence ; it was too thick , and she turnedturnsharp round to make for the road , but it was too late ; the dogs were upon her with their wild criescry; we heardhearone shriekshriek, and that was the endendof her .