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"Because I never fired at him," said Edward; "my quarry lies dead in the fern—and a fine fellow he is."
"This is a warrantable stag," said Oswald.
"Yes, but mine is a hart royal, as you will see when we go back."
As soon as Oswald had done his work, he hung the quarters of the animal on an oak tree, and went back with Edward.
"Where did you hit him, Edward?" said Oswald, as they walked along.
"I could only see his eye through the fern, and I must have hit him thereabouts."
On their arrival at the spot, Oswald found that Edward had put the ball right into the eye of the stag.
"Well," said he, "you made me suppose that you knew something of our craft, but I did not believe that you were so apt as you thought yourself to be. I now confess that you are a master, as far as I can see, in all branches of the craft. This is indeed a hart royal. Twenty-five antlers, as I live! Come, out with your knife, and let us finish; for if we are to go to the cottage, we have no time to lose. It will be dark in half an hour."
They hung all the quarters of the stag as before, and then set off for Jacob's cottage; Edward proposing that Oswald should fake the cart and pony to carry the meat home the next morning, and that he would accompany him to bring it back.
"That will do capitally," said Oswald; "and here we are, if I recollect right, and I hope there is something to eat."
"No fear of that—Alice will be prepared for us," replied Edward.:
Their dinner was ready for them; and Oswald praised the cooking. He was much surprised to find that Jacob had four grandchildren. After dinner, he went into Jacob's room, and remained with him more than an hour. During this conference, Jacob confided to Oswald, that the four children were the sons
