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turned on him, but with two lions a few feet away 

 there was not a tendency to advance with that im- 

 petuous dash that one would like to see in a moving 

 picture of oneself. Anyway, I tried to keep up an 

 appearance of advancing without actually cover- 

 ing much territory. 



One of my gunbearers suddenly clutched my 

 arm and pointed into the reeds. There, only a few 



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feet away, was the tawny figure of a lion, either 

 lying down or crouching. I fired and nearly blew 

 its head off. It was the one I had wounded a few 

 minutes before. 



There was still the other lion in the reeds. So I 

 joined the beaters while Stephenson came out and 

 took a commanding position at the side of the reeds. 

 In a moment or two there was a tawny flash and the 

 lion was seen as it broke from the reeds and sprang 



