Lord Hurst lowered the gun from his shoulder and turned to look at the young man. In truth, he had heard something, but over the sound of shots and the chattering of the picnickers he had thought nothing of it.
"A man?" He repeated, frowning at the young man before turning his attention back to the hedge. "Where?" He said, before looking back to one or two of the servants. "Doctor Perkins, will you come with us?" He says, handing over his gun to the servant. "We should see if this chap is hurt or not."