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and instantly were silent; a moment before the noise had been appalling, 

 the silence now was even more so. Then there came a gentle rustling soimd 

 like that of leaves stirred by a breeze, increasing in volume until it sounded 

 like a mighty windstorm in the trees. I looked about to see whence it 

 came. With my glasses I scoured the forest far and near, but not a visible 

 leaf seemed to stir. Then I realized that the sound was made by elephants 



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on the move, hastening away from danger — the scuffling of their feet among 

 the dry leaves on the groimd and the scraping of their sides against the 

 equally dry leaves of the bushes; In a way this was even more impressive 

 than the great din or the deathlike silence preceding. 



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