try. Imagine you're a rabbit."

We saw that it was useless to say No; and, besides, by this time we
had lost most of our terror. I dropped on to my knees at once, and
began to squirm through the passage. Hugh followed me, and the strange
man followed after Hugh. It was not really difficult, except just at
the beginning, where the stems were close together. When I had
wriggled for a couple of yards, the bushes seemed to open out to
either side. It was prickly work, but I am sure that we both felt the
romance of it, forgetting our fear before we reached the heart of the
clump.

In the heart of the clump the gorse-bushes had been cut away, and
piled up in a sort of wall about a small central square some five or
six yards across. In the middle of the square some one had dug a
shallow hollow, filling rather more than half of the open space. The
hollow was about eighteen inches deep, and roughly paved with shingle
from the beach, well stamped down into the clay. It had then been
neatly wattled over into a sort of trim hut, like the huts the
salmon-fishers used to build near Kings-bridge. The wattling was made
fairly waterproof by masses of gorse and bracken driven in among the
boughs. It was one of the most perfect hiding-places you could
imagine. It could not be seen from any point, save from high up in one
of the trees surrounding the thicket. A regiment might have beaten the
wood pretty thoroughly, and yet have failed to find it. The gorse was
so thick in all the outer part of the clump that dogs would leave its
depths un-searched. Yet, lying there in the shelter one could hear the
splashing babble of the brook only fifty yards away, and the singing
of a girl at the mill a little further up the stream.