296 THE HUNTING GKOUNDS 



sheep followed, and remained for some time, but we 

 allowed them to retreat unmolested. Shortly after- 

 wards my attention was attracted by a low grunt 

 from Googooloo, whom I saw cautiously putting his 

 head forward and raising his body, so as to get a 

 better view of something, whilst he motioned to 

 Naga to hand me my rifle. 



" Kya hy ? " (what is it ?) whispered I. Googooloo 

 made no answer, but still continued to strain his 

 eyes in the direction of a large low bush about 

 thirty yards from the place of our concealment, at 

 the same time making a sign with his hand for me 

 to wait. We remained for some minutes in the 

 utmost silence, all of us keeping a look-out through 

 the loopholes, but nothing was to be seen. 



"Kuch na hy," (there is nothing,) at length 

 whispered Chineah, who was rather jealous of Goo- 

 gooloo's having drawn attention to a sound which 



his quick ear had not caught up, and B again 



laid down, fancying it was a false alarm. I, how- 

 ever, remained on the alert, having the same con- 

 fidence in the Yanadi's warning as a huntsman 

 would have when his best hound gave tongue or a 

 sportsman when his favourite dog made a dead 

 point. I had often previously trusted to his natural 

 instinct and quickness of hearing, and scarcely ever 

 found him wrong, so I kept my eye upon him, pre- 

 pared to act. Although he maintained a dignified 

 silence, I could see by the contemptuous curl of his 

 lip that he was evidently disgusted with Chineah's 



