"He must have heard us." "He seems paralyzed," Ned said.

"Don't you see how he is trembling?
There must be some wild beast in the tree." Both gazed attentively at the tree, but could see nothing to account for the attitude of the deer.
"Wild beast or no," Ned said, "he will do for our dinner." So saying, he unslung his bow, and fitted an arrow.

There was a sharp twang, and the deer rolled over, struck to the heart.

There was no movement in the tree, but Ned placed another arrow in place.
Tom had done the same.
They stood silent for a few minutes, but all was still.
"Keep your eyes on the tree and advance slowly," Ned said.

"Have your sword ready in case of need.