Something an instinct or sympathy quickened by 

 the day's experience, that I had never quite known 



at me with his mouth open and tongue out, his ears 

 still down and tail wagging he was smiling all over, 

 in his own way. I looked out over his head, and 

 there, about three hundred yards off, were the oxen 

 peacefully grazing and the herd-boy in his red coat 

 lounging along behind them 



Shame at losing myself and dread of the others' 

 chaff kept me very quiet, and all they knew for many 

 months was that we had had a long fruitless chase 

 after koodoo and hard work to get back in time. 



I had had my lesson, and did not require to have 

 it rubbed in and be roasted as Buggins had been. 

 Only Jock and I knew all about it ; but once or twice 

 there were anxious nervous moments when it looked 

 as if we were not the only ones in the secret. The 

 big Zulu driver, Jim Makokel' always interested in 

 hunting and all that concerned Jock asked me as 

 we were inspanning what I had fired the last two 

 shots at ; and as I pretended not to hear or to notice 

 the question, he went on to say how he had told the 

 other boys that it must have been a klipspringer on 

 a high rock or a monkey or a bird because the bullets 

 had whistled over the waggons. I told him to inspan 

 and not talk so much, and moved round to the other 

 side of the waggon. 



That night I slept hard, but woke up once 



