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sooner." And away we went. All we could do 

 was to pursue the general course of his retreat, 

 which was more or less sketchy, and hope for the 

 best. 



Now and again, when luck favours a man, and 

 he knows, moreover, that his luck is "in," back 

 it, and back it well ! Spare no exertion, and 

 follow it up. And it is on occasions like this that 

 that jade "fickle Fortune" rewards one if one 

 "plays up" one's luck. 



She did us well now, as we tumbled out of the 

 reed-bed slap on to a patch of sand, and it took 

 my tracker the matter of a few seconds only to 

 cast along up wind to the north to find the pugs 

 of three lions in the ground. We hesitated a 

 moment here, as we all knew there was one lion 

 on the tapis, and so the tracks of three made 

 us wonder if we were in reality after three, though 

 only one had shown up, or whether they were 

 another lot — say, an hour old. We decided, 

 however, to follow them \i\)faute de mieux. We 

 backed our luck again ! After some ten minutes' 

 hard going, as the tracks were very plain on 

 the damp ground, the tracker stopped. " Simba ! 

 simba ! Tatu ! tatu ! " (three lions). " Wapi ? 

 Hyuko ! " 



But they had gone ! Cursing, we ran hard, 

 but only just in time to have a snapshot at a 

 yellow flash disappearing behind a friendly bush 

 into the jungle. To our unbounded disgust, they 



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