Timidly she had stolen forward to a thicket where , safely hidden , she could watch that terrible fight . She knew that they were fighting for her . Of course . She knew it just as she had known how both had been hunting for her . What she did n't know for some time was which one she wanted to win that fight . Both Lightfoot and the big stranger were handsome . Yes , indeed , they were very handsome . Lightfoot was just a little bit the bigger and it seemed to her just a little bit the handsomer . She almost wanted him to win . Then , when she saw how bravely the big stranger was fighting and how well he was holding his own , even though he was a little smaller than Lightfoot , she almost hoped he would win . That great fight lasted a long time . To pretty Miss Daintyfoot it seemed that it never would end . But after a while Lightfoot 's greater size and strength began to tell . Little by little the big stranger was forced back towards the edge of the open place . Now he would be thrown to his knees when Lightfoot was n't . As Lightfoot saw this , he seemed to gain new strength . At last he caught the stranger in such a way that he threw him over . While the stranger struggled to get to his feet again , Lightfoot 's sharp antlers made long tears in his gray coat . The stranger was beaten and he knew it . The instant he succeeded in getting to his feet he turned tail and plunged for the shelter of the Green Forest .
With a snort of triumph , XXXXX plunged after him .
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