Antlers 



ing me from any longer following their move- 

 ments. 



'At last ! ' I muttered, as a clatter of dead leaves 



Out steps the stag. 



made itself heard in the forest. Out steps the 

 stag with head carried royally as he takes a few 

 short, quick, stilted steps into the open and looks 

 round. 



What a picture he makes ! 



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