" You'd oughter brought some fire crackers ! 

 If only he had sworn at me it would have been 

 endurable. 



We moved on again and this time I had eyes for 

 nothing but Rocky's back, and where to put my foot 

 next. It was not very long before he checked in 

 midstride and I stood rigid as a pointer. Peering 

 intently over his shoulder in the direction in which 

 he looked I could see nothing. The bush was very 

 open, and yet, even with his raised rifle to guide me, 

 1 could not for the life of me see what he was aiming 

 at. Then the shot rang out, and a duiker toppled over 

 kicking in the grass not a hundred yards away. 



The remembrance of certain things still makes me 

 feel uncomfortable ; the yell of delight I let out as 

 the buck fell ; the wild dash forward, which died 

 away to a dead stop as I realised that Rocky himself 

 had not moved ; the sight of him, as I looked back, 

 calmly reloading ; and the silence. To me it was 

 an event : to him, his work. But these things were 

 forgotten then lost behind the everlasting puzzle, 

 How was it possible I had not seen the buck until it 

 fell ? Rocky must have known what was worrying 

 me, for, after we had picked up the buck, he remarked 

 without any preliminary, " It ain't easy in this bush 

 ter pick up what don't move ; an' it ain't hardly 

 possible ter find what ye don't know ! " 



" Game you mean ? " I asked, somewhat puzzled. 



" This one was feeding," he answered, after a nod 

 in reply. " I saw his head go up ter listen ; but 

 when they don't move, an' you don't jus' know what 



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