he had known all along that the duiker was there 

 having had no distracting fancies about crocodiles 

 and when he saw it dash off and his master instantly 

 jump in after it, he must have thought that the 

 hunt had at last begun and that he was expected to 

 help. 



After all that row and excitement there was not 

 much use in trying for anything more in the reeds 

 and indeed I had had quite enough of them for one 

 afternoon ; so we wandered along the upper banks 

 in the hope of finding something where there were 

 no crocodiles, and it was not long before we were 

 interested in something else and able to forget all 

 about the duiker. 



Before we had been walking many minutes, Jock 

 raised his head and ears and then lowered himself 

 into a half-crouching attitude and made a little run 

 forward. I looked promptly in the direction he was 

 pointing and about two hundred yards away saw a 

 stembuck standing in the shade of a mimosa bush 

 feeding briskly on the buffalo grass. It was so small 

 and in such bad light that the shot was too difficult 

 for me at that distance, and I crawled along behind 

 bushes, ant-heaps and trees until we were close enough 

 for anything. The ground was soft and sandy, and we 

 could get along easily enough without making any 

 noise ; but all the time, whilst thinking how lucky 

 it was to be on ground so soft for the hands and knees, 

 and so easy to move on without being heard, something 

 else was happening. With eyes fixed on the buck I 

 did not notice that in crawling along on all-fours, 



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