12 THE SPORTSMAN IN FRANCE. 



but Captain P , on my right hand, 



had perforated his hide also, for there 

 were two wounds besides the quietus 

 I had given him. Our friend Belcher 

 took a very satisfactory sniff at the fallen 

 swine, which was deposited at the foot of 

 a tree close to my garde de chasse. 



"Try back!" was now the word. Collins 

 and the guide retraced their steps, while 

 the dogs were casting wistful glances 

 from under their ears at the dainty mor- 

 sels they were leaving behind ; but they 

 returned to their duty very obediently, 

 and were soon lost in the brushwood. 



In somewhat less than an hour the 

 dogs gave us to understand that it was 

 time to be on the qui vive ; they had 

 found, but to my disappointment the 

 cheering sounds grew fainter and fainter, 

 a proof that the game was not making 

 for our immediate neighbourhood. A 

 shot was presently heard ; and imme- 



