They had been posted, a hundred yards apart, at the edge of the forest.

Charlie was the first officer left behind as the troop moved through the forest, and it seemed to him an endless time before he heard a faint shout, followed by another and another, until, at last, the man stationed next to him repeated the signal.

Then they moved forward, each trying to obey the orders to march straight ahead.
For some time, nothing was heard save the shouts of the men, and then Charlie made out some distant shots, far in the wood, and guessed that some animals were trying to break through the lines.
Then he heard the sound of firing directly in front of him.

This continued for some time, occasionally single shots being heard, but more often shots in close succession.

Louder and louder grew the shouting, as the men closed in towards a common point, and, in half an hour after the signal had been given, all met.
"What sport have you had, father ?" Harry asked, as he came up to Captain Jervoise.
"We killed seventeen wolves and four bears, with, what is more important, six stags.