The beast now lay curled in its place, on straw.

The beast did not rise again, however, but lay there thrashing.

On the ground lay a huge, striped beast, such as he had never seen before.

At their very feet the beast lay crumpled in death.

The beast lay almost level with their faces, its eyes glaring hatred.

Only the beast lay still, a few yards from the sea.

The dead beasts lay behind him, the people with their flying hair had run on beyond his sight.

A fourth beast lay dead or dying near by.

Man and beast lay where they had been killed and then mutilated.

Animals and beasts of all kinds lay mixed in with the people.