He repeated his bark many times, with intervals2 of silence between—and was about yielding to the conviction, that not only the open ground, but the bushes around it, were going to draw blank.
He had uttered his last bark, with all the alluring3 intonation4 that he could throw into the sound; and was about starting to his feet to proceed elsewhere, when just then the real cry of the kakur responded to his feigned5 one—apparently6 coming from out the thicket7 on the opposite side of the glade8.
The sound was heard only faintly, as if the animal was at a great distance off; but Caspar knew that if it was a response to his call—which he believed it to be—it would soon draw nearer. He lost no time, therefore, in giving utterance9 to a fresh series of barks of the most seductive character; and then once more strained his ears to listen for the reply.
Again the barks of the kakur came back upon the breeze—repeated serially10, and so resembling his own, that had Caspar not known that they proceeded from the throat of a deer, he might have fancied them to be echoes. He did not allow many seconds to elapse before barking again, and again, with an equal straining at allurement11.
This time, to the surprise of the young hunter, there was no response. He listened, but not a sound came back—not even an echo.
He barked again, and again listened. As before, silence profound, unbroken.
No—it was not unbroken. Although it was not the call of the kakur, another sound interrupted the stillness—a sound equally welcome to the ear of the young hunter. It was a rustling12 among the leaves on the opposite side of the glade; just such as might indicate the passage of an animal through the bushes.
Directing his eye towards the spot where the sound appeared to proceed, Caspar saw, or fancied he saw, some twigs13 in motion. But it was no fancy: for the moment after he not only saw the twigs move, but behind the bush to which they belonged he could just make out a darkish-coloured object. It could be nothing else than the body of the kakur. Although it was very near—for the glade was scarce twenty yards across, and the deer was directly behind the line of low shrubs14 which formed a sort of selvedge around it—Caspar could not get a good view of the animal. It was well screened by the foliage15, and better perhaps by the absence of a bright light: for it was yet only the grey twilight16 of morning. There was light enough, however, to take aim; and as the intervening branches were only tiny twigs, Caspar had no fear that they would interfere17 with the direction of his ballet. There was no reason, therefore, why he should delay longer. He might not get a better chance; and if he waited longer, or barked again, the kakur might discover the decoy, and run back into the bushes.
“Here goes, then!” muttered Caspar to himself; at the same time placing himself firmly on one knee, raising his gun and cocking it.
It was a splendid lock—that upon the right-hand barrel of Caspar’s gun—one in which the cock, on being drawn18 to the full, gives tongue to tell that the spring is in perfect order.
In the profound stillness of the morning-air the “click” sounded clear enough to have been heard across the glade, and much further. Caspar even feared that it might be loud enough to affright the deer; and kept his eye fixed19 upon the latter as he drew back the cock. The animal stirred not; but instead—almost simultaneous with the click of his gun, and as if it had been its echo—another click fell upon the hunter’s ear, apparently coming from the spot on which the kakur was standing20!
Fortunate was it for Caspar that his own spring had clicked so clear—and fortunate also he had heard that apparent echo—else he might either have shot his brother, or his brother him, or each might have shot the other!
As it was, the second click caused Caspar to start to his feet. Karl at the same instant was seen hurriedly rising erect21 upon the opposite side of the glade, while both with cocked guns in their hands stood eyeing each other, like two individuals about to engage in a deadly duel22 of rifles!
Had any one seen them at that moment, and in that attitude, their wild looks would have given colour to the supposition that such was in reality their intent; and some time would have elapsed before any action on the part of either would have contradicted this fearful belief: for it was several seconds before either could find speech to express their mutual23 surprise.
It was something more than surprise—it was awe—a deep tragical24 emotion of indefinable terror, gradually giving way to a feeling of heartfelt thankfulness, at the fortunate chance that had made them aware of each other’s presence, and saved them from a mutual fratricide.
For some seconds I have said not a word was spoken; and then only short exclamations25 of similar import came trembling from the lips of both. Both, as if acting26 under a common impulse, flung their guns to the ground. Then, rushing across the glade, they threw their arms around each other; and remained for some moments locked in a brotherly embrace.
No explanation was needed by either. Karl, after passing round the lake by the other side, had strayed by chance in the direction of the glade. On nearing it, he had heard the barking of a kakur—not dreaming that it was Caspar acting as a decoy. He had answered the signal; and finding that the kakur still kept its place, he had advanced toward the opening with the intention of stalking it. On getting nearer he had ceased to utter the call, under the belief that he should find the deer out in the open ground. Just as he arrived by its edge, Caspar was mimicking27 the kakur in such an admirable manner, and so energetically, that Karl could neither fail to be deceived as to the character of the animal, nor remain ignorant of its position. The darkish disc visible behind the evergreen28 leaves could be no other than the body of the deer; and Karl was just about cocking his rifle, to bore it with a bullet, when the click of Caspar’s double-barrel sounding ominously29 in his ear, fortunately conducted to a far different dénouement than that fatal finale which was so near having occurred.
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alluring
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intonation
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thicket
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allurement
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twigs
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shrubs
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