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standing what it meant. The Prince lay bleeding from a great wound in his shoulder. He was dead.

“Don’t stop!” a voice beside commanded. It was his mother who rushed past at full gallop.

“Run,” she cried. “Run as fast as you can!” She did not slow up, but raced ahead, and her command brought Bambi after her. He ran with all his might.

“What is it, Mother?” he asked. “What is it, Mother?”

His mother answered between gasps, “It—was—He!”

Bambi shuddered and they ran on. At last they stopped for lack of breath.

“What did you say? Tell me, what it was you said,” a soft voice called down from overhead. Bambi looked up. The squirrel came chattering through the branches.

“I ran the whole way with you,” he cried. “It was dreadful.”

“Were you there?” asked the mother.

“Of course I was there,” the squirrel replied.

“I am still trembling in every limb.” He sat erect, balancing with his splendid tail, displaying his