Compelled by the power of a species of magnetism, more contagious than people have any idea of, Blondet ended by gazing at the water himself.
"Well, my good man, what do you see there ?" he asked, after the lapse of a quarter of an hour, during which time he saw nothing to justify this intent contemplation.
"Hush!" whispered the old man, with a sign to Blondet not to ruffle the air with his voice; "You will frighten it--" "What ?" "An otter, my good gentleman.

If it hears us it'll go quick under water.
I'm certain it jumped there; see! see! there, where the water bubbles! Ha! it sees a fish, it is after that! But my boy will grab it as it comes back.

The otter, don't you know, is very rare; it is scientific game, and good eating, too.

I get ten francs for every one I carry to Les Aigues, for the lady fasts Fridays, and to-morrow is Friday.

Years agone the deceased madame used to pay me twenty francs, and gave me the skin to boot! Mouche," he called, in a low voice, "watch it!" Blondet now perceived on the other side of the river two bright eyes, like those of a cat, beneath a tuft of alders; then he saw the tanned forehead and tangled hair of a boy about ten years of age, who was lying on his stomach and making signs towards the otter to let his master know he kept it well in sight.