Now we'll ride back to the deer he killed an' pack a haunch to camp for our own use." "Will the lion go back to his--his kill, I think you called it ?" asked Bo.
"I've chased one away from his kill half a dozen times.

Lions are not plentiful here an' they don't get overfed.

I reckon the balance is pretty even." This last remark made Helen inquisitive.

And as they slowly rode on the back-trail Dale talked.
"You girls, bein' tender-hearted an' not knowin' the life of the forest, what's good an' what's bad, think it was a pity the poor deer was killed by a murderous lion.

But you're wrong.