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They shared the goats'-milk remaining in the calabash, and at once entered the first exit, that was to lead them, as they ardently hoped, into the warmth and light of the day. Venning went first, carrying only the strange lantern, and Mr. Hume a foot behind, ready to support the boy with a helping hand if he were again overcome by dizziness.
"Keep your money for to- night; and don't drown yourself. We must have one game, you know." "Very well. By the way, Compton?" "Yes, sir." "You and Venning may as well amuse yourselves by getting the stores on board in case we leave to-morrow." "That depends on how the game goes," replied the officer. "If you win, we must keep you for a return match." "That is only fair.
Again there was silence, save for the throb of the engines and the grating of the steering-chain at intervals. "I have not heard the cry again," said Compton. "Can you see anything over there follow the line of my finger there, just by that gleam?" "Yes; I think there is something." "Then I think the captain ought to know;" and Venning ran off first to Mr. Hume. "Something afloat, eh?" and Mr.
During the first three years at Nannizabuloe, old Mrs. Venning had regularly been carried downstairs to dine with the family. But now she seldom moved from her room, and Taffy seldom saw her except at night, when after the old childish custom he knocked at her door to wish her pleasant dreams and pull up the weights of the tall clock which stood by her bed's head.
Compton gripped his friend's hand, then went on, very cautiously this time, for a little way, until he heard the crack of the Express, followed by the Hunter's bull voice calling on the men to "stand fast." He dashed on. "We are coming," yelled Venning, in a voice that sounded very youthful; but keen ears heard the high treble, and to them it brought comfort.
Again there came the whine, then the sound of an animal scrambling, and next the patter of feet. "A dog," whispered Venning. "I advise keeping on," said Compton. "And I," replied Mr. Hume, "advise that we have something to eat. Will you serve us, Venning?" They ate hungrily, for through the day they had been too much excited to think of food.
"Is the launch nearer than the islands?" "I can see a stork standing on the edge of the water. The first of the islands is nearest." He turned again to watch the launch. "There is more smoke they are stoking up." The launch was unquestionably coming up hand over hand, and it was not long before Venning could see the foam at her bows, and the flag of the Congo Free State flying at her stern.
They went on, keen as hounds on the scent, and both pointed to the snapped ends of the second string. Passing over the stone wall just built which here crossed the defile, they came to the third cotton broken also. The fourth was, however, intact, and so was the fifth. "Thank goodness!" muttered Venning. "Bad luck, you mean." "No, sir; good luck.
"Oh, that's picnicking, with the bark of the fox in place of the lion's roar, and good food in place of 'hard tack, and perhaps the attentions of a suspicious keeper instead of a surprise attack by wild men of the woods. An explorer needs experience." "Yes, and he must buy his own experience; but tell me how he can, unless he makes a beginning." "Now we come to the point, Venning.
He started as he looked down, then threw up his gun, with a quick glance round, for on the ground, side by side with the footprints, were the pugs of a lion or leopard. Venning was in danger, then! With an involuntary action he pressed his hat down firmly on his head, then moved forward, swiftly and silently, to another tree beyond.
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