Only then did he see the cause for the deers' alarm!
Dionysius stepped from the shadow of a tree trunk, sword in hand.
"Good shooting. Don't reach for another arrow. I believe I shall take that buck. Be so kind as to carve it for me. And I would not try to use knife against sword. At least, not until the buck has been carved. Then you may try what you like. Lay down the bow!"
Reluctantly Demo unstrung his bow, placed it on the ground.
I deserve to lose that buck. To have failed to watch, listen carefully! He stalked angrily to the deer, began cleaning the meat.
While cutting he watched the robber with careful eyes. If the fellow dropped his guard! Forlorn hope. It did not happen. Then he noticed something new.
The birds on the shoreward side became suddenly noisy, then broke into flight. Their flight was followed only by silence.
Something, or someone, was approaching!
He went on with his task, while his eyes searched feverishly to see who approached.
She stepped into view at the edge of the small clearing.
Smiling she approached.