Beech Hedge in November…

He was looking at the beech hedge trying to work out what line he should take in trimming the hedge. There was a light wind blowing through the trees above him. He was becalmed by the house to the north of him and the high hedges. Still the wind hissed. He heard the sound of the sword passing through the air before he noticed the woman moving through the brown leaves on the other side of the beech hedge. Imaginary enemies falling to the ground as the sword cut and passed through their bodies. The beech hedge was mostly on her side of the border between the two houses. He wondered if the tip of the sword was moving faster than sound.