"No; I caught sight of a doe and its fawn, but I could not get near them."
"And where is l'Encuerado?"
"He wanted to shoot some bird, so as not to come back quite empty-handed."
"Chanito! Hiou! Hiou! Chanito!" we heard shouted in the distance.
"Hallo! hallo!" answered the boy.
And, soon after, l'Encuerado returned, carrying a fawn on his shoulders.
"Oh! what a pretty little creature!" cried Lucien; "why didn't you take it alive?"
"Bullets are the only things that can run as fast as these animals, Chanito."
"What became of the mother?" asked Sumichrast.
"I was not able to get near her; but at all events, we have more than enough meat now, both for to-day and to-morrow."