it is true. But you are willing to take advantage of the fact
that the dogs of some one else have broken the law. You knew
that those dogs had driven that Deer into the Big River and you
promptly took advantage of the fact to try to reach that Deer
before he could get across. You are not hunting for the pleasure
of hunting but just to kill. You don't know the meaning of
justice or fairness. Now get off my land. Get back into your
boat and off my land as quick as you can. That Deer is not very
far from here and so tired that he cannot move. Just as long as
he will stay here, he will be safe, and I hope he will stay until
this miserable hunting season is ended. Now go."

Muttering angrily, the hunter got back into his boat and pushed
off, but he didn't row back across the river.



CHAPTER XXV: The Hunter Lies In Wait

If ever there was an angry hunter, it was the one who had
followed Lightfoot the Deer across the Big River. When he was
ordered to get off the land where Lightfoot had climbed out, he
got back into his boat, but he didn't row back to the other side.
Instead, he rowed down the river, finally landing on the
same side but on land which Lightfoot's friend did not own.

"When that Deer has become rested he'll become uneasy," thought
the hunter. "He won't stay on that man's land. He'll start for
the nearest woods. I'll go up there and wait for him. I'll get
that Deer if only to spite that fellow back there who drove me off.