While Delfig is thinking he’s not going to catch Herr Meyer as they both run through the woods, and is about to give up, when they both burst into a small clearing, about eighteen feet across. Between two trees in the clearing is a pole, about seven feet off the ground, which has hanging on it a line of rabbit skins, long dried out. Meyer leaps for the pole, sweeps off the skins and turns to face Delfig.
At the same time, Anshelm and Kazimir stand at the edge of the forest, wanting to see where Meyer might have gone, and uncertain which way to proceed. Tiberius stands some thirty yards away, towards the house. Josef looks on the meadow from the rise where the cart track descends the hill.