SUCCESS 153 



The ram was missing. Who has ever adequately 

 depicted the mingled waves of hope and fear which 

 fill the stalker's heart at such a moment ! And yet 

 my hopes were strong, for unwounded he would 

 have been well to the fore. For a moment or so we 

 stood there waiting, whilst Lao- Wei openly ex- 

 pressed his grief at my miss. Then, from behind a 

 tuft of grass, emerged a horn. It swayed, drooped, 

 and was followed by a head. It was the ram. He 

 walked a few paces very slowly, wavered, hesitated, 

 then his legs collapsed, and with gathering speed he 

 rolled five hundred feet to the foot of the gully. 



