where they come out. There are some 

 tracks across the stream there, but they 

 are older and dimmer and might have 

 been made by elk." 



" Oh, do go on ! Surely the tracks 

 across the stream must be the ones. 51 

 To go on, on, and hurry, was my one 

 thought, my one cry. 



Nimrod yielded. Thus I and my 

 wild fear betrayed the hunter's instinct. 

 We went on for many weary minutes. 

 .We lost all tracks. Then Nimrod fired 

 a shot into the air. He would not do 

 it before, because he said we were not 

 lost, and that there was no need for worry 

 worry, when for hours blind fear had 

 held me in torture ! 



There was no answer to the shot. 



In five minutes he fired again. Then 

 we heard a report, very faint. I would 

 not believe that I had heard it at all. 

 I raised my gun and fired. This time a 



