It was a rustling 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 twigs 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 shrubs which formed a sort of selvedge around it--Caspar could not get a good view of the animal.

It was well screened by the foliage, and better perhaps by the absence of a bright light: for it was yet only the grey twilight of morning.