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by another gallery reached the Zeleni Pas, and 

 disappeared round it. Not long after I heard 

 some animal panting and rattling the shale behind, 

 and, thinking only of the dog, I whistled. To my 

 disgust a buck dashed past, never pausing till 

 out of shot. I then ate my lunch; and not till 

 nearly an hour later did the dog come back to 

 me, proving that he had followed the herd along 

 those dizzy heights. After reading him a lecture, 

 I considered the position. In spite of bad wind 

 I decided to follow the herd, and found a place 

 where, with a stiffish climb, I could get up the 

 hill. The Zeleni Pas is certainly the best place 

 in the neighbourhood for an approach from above, 

 but on this occasion, when I reached its outer 

 corner, it seemed hopeless, for there was a strong 

 wind dead behind me. Securing the dog, I kept 

 on close to the base of the cliff, and presently 

 saw a chamois. Luckily there is a flaw of wind 

 here, which blows down between this peak and 

 the main cliff. This served me well, and I crept 

 to a large rock, from whence I had a good view. 

 There they all were, but too far for a shot. They 

 were mostly small beasts and does, but there was 

 one fair herd buck. I lay and watched them for 

 a long time. Certainly they are the most timorous 

 of animals. They were feeding on a shaly slope, 

 and every time one dislodged a stone they all 

 started; nor did they begin to feed again till 



