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section, which for safety’s sake was situated within a 
stone’s throw of Tsavo Station and close to a 
Permanent Way Inspector's iron hut. Suddenly in 
the dead of night the two man-eaters burst in among 
the terrified workmen, and even from my Jdoma, 
some distance away, I could plainly hear the panic- 
stricken shrieking of the coolies. Then followed 
cries of “ They’ve taken him; they’ve taken him,” 
as the brutes carried off their unfortunate victim and 
began their horrible feast close beside the camp. 
The Inspector, Mr. Dalgairns, fired over fifty shots 
in the direction in which he heard the lions, but they 
were not to be frightened and calmly lay there until 
their meal was finished. After examining the spot 
in the morning, we at once set out to follow the 
brutes, Mr. Dalgairns feeling confident that he had 
wounded one of them, as there was a trail on the 
sand like that of the toes of a broken limb. After 
some careful stalking, we suddenly found ourselves 
g, 
in the vicinity of the lions, and were greeted with 
ominous growlings. Cautiously advancing and 
pushing the bushes aside, we saw in the gloom what 
we at first took to be a lion cub; closer inspection, 
however, showed it to be the remains of the 
unfortunate coolie, which the man-eaters had 
evidently abandoned at our approach. The legs, 
one arm and half the body had been eaten, and it 
was the stiff fingers of the other arm trailing alone 
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