"Did you find the noble beast?" she asked Carson, who looked exhausted and sort of sheepish, because of his futile quest, she assumed.
"Naw," he muttered. "I waited at the salt lick all day but the stag never came."
Catherine looked at her husband, wondering why he was telling her such a lie. And a double lie, at that. Because Carson had not been at the salt lick-and the noble stag had come… twice!