Climbing like cats--Puss in the corner then.

(He hides.)

(Enter Soldiers cautiously up the rocks.)

CAPTAIN.
This is the frontier pass, at any rate,
Where Poland ends and Muscovy begins.

SOLDIER.
We must be close upon the tower, I know,
That half way up the mountain lies ensconced.

CAPT.
How know you that?

SOL.
He told me so--the Page
Who put us on the scent.

SOL. 2.
And, as I think,
Will soon be here to run it down with us.

CAPT.
Meantime, our horses on these ugly rocks
Useless, and worse than useless with their clatter--
Leave them behind, with one or two in charge,
And softly, softly, softly.