He shakes off his lethargy, takes his lasso, his game-bag.

His plan now is, not to hunt the kids, but the goats themselves.
As he is about to set out, Marimonda approaches, preparing to accompany him.

In his present frame of mind, Selkirk wishes to be alone, and makes her comprehend, by signs, that she must remain at home and watch the flock; but this time, contrary to her custom, she does not seem disposed to obey.

Notwithstanding his orders, she follows him, stops when he turns, recommences to follow him, and, by her supplicating looks and expressive gestures, seeks to obtain the permission which he persists in refusing.

At last Selkirk speaks severely, and she submits, still protesting against it by her air of sadness and depression.