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The guardsmen passed. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #348)

The beast would not know they were guardsmen, but he must have heard their footsteps, and voices, two voices, male voices. He drew me back, into a small side street, little more than a space between buildings, from which we had just emerged, for I had sought a most clandestine, unfrequented route to the shop of Epicrates, and, holding me tightly against him, covered my mouth tightly with one vast paw. I could not have begun to utter a sound. The guardsmen passed. I thought the guardsmen were fortunate that they had not discovered us. Even blind I had little doubt that the beast, from a small sound, the scrape of a boot on the stones, from the movement of a weapon departing from a sheath, from breathing, might locate an enemy. In such an altercation I would run or throw myself to my belly and cover my head with my hands. - (Conspirators of Gor)