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In one motion it stopped in its charge and swerved to the right, and as it swerved the boy fired. The lion gave a mighty bound, he heard it strike the ground with a heavy thud, and then it seemed to disappear, though he knew it was near from the low growling it set up. From the camp there came a confused shouting, followed by the sound of a man running. Venning moistened his lips.
They undressed, and waded through to him. "Congela," he said, pointing to the bank. "The great ones came out here. The great, great one was not sore hurt, for he came right through, using all his feet to swim." "It will be luck, then, if we find him," said the hunter. "Bad luck," muttered Compton to Venning, with a grin. "Forward, little friend!" cried Muata. "Search and find.
The round ears would suddenly prick forward, the sharp nose would twitch, and then Venning would dimly discover something down there in the uncertain light. A porcupine he made out, its quills gleaming and rustling as it went down to the water; then a great wart-pig with curved tusks; and next, after a long interval, a fine buck with long powerful horns.
"You did me justice?" said Mr. Hume, with his gaze on Venning. "It seemed to me terrible to leave him without a word of encouragement," said the boy; "but I am awfully sorry I doubted you, sir." "You don't now, eh? Well, that's all right, and I think the chief knows too. That is why he spouted the water over you."
"We'll ask Venning and Perrott and Miss Murgatroyd every one we can lay hands on," went on Hewet. "What's the name of the little old grasshopper with the eyeglasses? Pepper? Pepper shall lead us." "Thank God, you'll never get the donkeys," said Hirst. "I must make a note of that," said Hewet, slowly dropping his feet to the floor.
The pause was enough; and before the huge muscles of the flanks and backs could be set in motion to hurl the great body forward, a bullet, crashing into his breast, laid him out helpless in the throes of death. "Your first lion, Godfrey." "But you killed him," said Venning, pulling himself together with a great effort; for he had been through a very severe ordeal. "The first hit counts.
As the noise of shouting, the drumming, and the report of fire-arms died down, other sounds reached their strained hearing the booming of the Congo bittern, the harsh roar of a bull crocodile, and the cries of water-birds. Then Venning laughed a little short nervous laugh. "We have done it," he said. "We have, indeed," said Compton.
Then he touched it again, with a curious look in his face, and next placed his ear against it. "Come here, sir." Mr. Home went forward, and, placing his hand on the rock, felt it vibrating. Then he placed his ear to the rock. "What do you hear?" asked Venning. "A noise like the roar of the sea." "Or the rush of a great body of water." "Seek ye the honey-bee, O Spider."
The bell rang out, "Stop her," and Venning went over, catching the rope above his head with his left hand, and taking a turn round with his right foot. There was a scraping sound against the side of the vessel. "I've got hold," he shouted. "It's a tree no, a boat." Then, "By Jove!" "What is it?" cried several together, excited by the startled exclamation. "Lower the light!"
Hume was in a fever to keep the boy's mind occupied, and to get him asleep again. "Drink this," he said, picking up the calabash, "and go to sleep again." Venning took a long drink, "I dreamt I was by the sea, listening to the waves. It was almost as good as being home again." "That's right. It's the sound of water. Go to sleep again and dream of old England, the best medicine you could have."
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