Aimé dropped the cake he had been about to bite into at the sound of the shout. He looked round, wondering what in the world could have caused that horrid sound and gasped when he saw Mercedes down in the feild in the line of the guns fire.
He pushed himself up from the soft blanket, rushing down the hill towards the hunting party. "Lord Hurst. Please! Stop shooting. There's a man out there. You hit him!"