1 1 2 By Mountain, Lake, and Plain 



wards the daklc, on the other side, to our front, 

 the view is bounded by a dark line of bhuta only 

 a furlong away. 



Ibrahim and the horses soon get "hull down," 

 and then disappear. There must be no slackness 

 in the look-out now ! Think of your plight if 

 you suddenly discovered gazelle within shot in 

 an unexpected direction ! Before you could move 

 your body or even your rifle, sharp eyes would 

 have spotted you, and the work of hours would 

 be undone. 



Hullo ! two little sticks on the dark horizon that 

 surely were not there before ! Horns ? Yes, they 

 move, a head bobs up and down, then disappears. 

 Elation gives place to depression. 



Nothing more happens for a long time, and 

 the sun begins to beat down on our backs in a 

 way that makes us squirm. At length I raise 

 my head with a bunch of thorn held in front and 

 take a survey. Ibrahim is far away. More care- 

 ful spying shows that the gazelle are also there, 

 travelling along parallel and seemingly close to 

 him. The hunter and hunted double backwards 

 and forwards. Now they are heading straight for 

 us, Ibrahim describing zigzags behind them with 

 the skill and patience learnt of many bitter experi- 

 ences. They come steadily on 500 yards, 400, 

 300. Glasses are laid down and the rifle cautiously 



