16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
I say only that this is what some of the more
obstinate Indians, who may secretly practise
the old sacrifices, believe; and – pray do not
move,' he said in a low urgent voice, nodding
towards the far side of the valley, there where
the terraces and fields ran down to the stream.
Against the mountain a band of condors were
circling, rising, but to no great height; and as
Stephen watched, three of them perched on
convenient rocks.
'If you train your little spyglass on the edge of
the barley, halfway down,' said Eduardo in little
more than a whisper, 'you will see the stray
sheep, ha, ha.' Stephen rested the glass in a
crack between two rocks, brought the edge of
the field into focus, travelled down to a patch
of white: but there was a tawny puma covering
most of it, slowly eating mutton.
'They often do that,' murmured Eduardo. 'The
condors come quite soon after he has killed