I told him Tiberias had heard the loon call when he rode through the gate on his mule, with his glassy stare.

As Ted Thomas, one of the men, dives to the floor, the music stops and is replaced by a tape of loon calls.

Ms. Gillis, her long ponytail concealing her face, moves to a tape of loon calls.

And turning to sleep, sinking down, he had heard the loon call again, the distance of its marshes blending into the desire of his dreams.

The two compositions were separated by a recording of loon calls, here credited to a tape by William E. Barklow of the National Audubon Society.