CHAPTER XXII 
HOW ROSHAN KHAN SAVED MY LIFE 
On May 12 railhead reached the Athi River, 
where, as there was a great deal of miscellaneous 
work to be done, our headquarters remained 
established for some little time. One day not long 
after we had settled down in our new camp, I was 
joined quite unexpectedly by my friend Dr. Brock, 
who had shared the exciting adventure with me at 
Tsavo the night we were attacked in the goods- 
wagon by one of the man-eaters. Now Brock had 
so far not been fortunate enough to bag a lion, and 
was consequently most anxious to do so. Shortly 
after his arrival, accordingly, he suggested that we 
should go for a shooting expedition on the morrow, 
and that I should trot out for his benefit one of the 
local lions. Of course I said I should be delighted 
—I was always ready for a hunt when it was 
possible for me to get away, and as just at the time 
we were “held up” by the Athi River, I could 
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