His friend, a guy named Marwood Harris, was following behind. Neither one of them had noticed that there was a Yellow Jacket wasp's nest the size of a bowling ball hanging from the branch that Steve had jumped into.
Su amigo, un tipo de nombre Marwood Harris, lo seguía detrás y ninguno de los dos notó que había un nido de avispas del tamaño de una bola de boliche que colgaba de la rama a la que Steve había saltado.