when your eye is in and you are cool and 

 intent and know what you are looking for. I 

 had the old bull marked down as mine, and 

 his every detail his splendid bearing, strong 

 shaggy neck with mane to the withers and bearded 

 throat, the soft grey dove-colour of the coat with its 

 white stripes, the easy balancing movement in carrying 

 the massive horns as he cantered away, and the trick 

 of throwing them back to glide them through the 

 bush. 



The last run was a long and hard one ; and the 

 koodoo seemed to have taken matters seriously and 

 made up their minds to put a safe distance between 

 us and them. The spooring was often difficult and 

 the pace hot. I was wet through from the hard work, 

 and so winded that further effort seemed almost im- 

 possible ; but we plodded away the picture of the 

 koodoo bull luring me on, and Jock content with any 

 chase. Without him the spoor would have been lost 

 long before ; it was in many places too faint and 

 scattered for me to follow, but he would sniff about 

 quietly, and, by his contented looks back at me and brisk 

 wagging of that stumpy tail, show that he was on it 

 again, and off we would go on another tired straggling 

 trot. But at last even his help was not enough : we 

 had come to the end of the chase, and not a spoor, 

 scratch, or sign of any sort was to be seen. 



Time had passed unnoticed, and it was only when 

 it became clear that further search would be quite 

 useless that I looked at my watch and found it was 

 nearly five o'clock. That was rather a shock, for it 



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