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men ted on the good arrangements he had made, 

 and the success attending his " bundobust," replied, 



" Yes ; and your honour and the young Sahib 

 fed the bears well with bullets. ' I was directing the 

 beaters from yonder rock, and my heart swelled 

 when I saw the first fall as it eat the Sahib's bullet. 

 Your lordship is a great sportsman ; and I am the 

 best shikaree in these parts, and know every bush 

 and stone, and am a tree-to-tree guide." Having 

 delivered himself with much satisfaction of his 

 usual vaunt, he politely requested to know what the 

 Sahibs purposed doing. 



" Do you think there will be any use in beating 

 the ravines along the front of the hills on chance ? " 

 inquired Norman. 



" The Sahib's luck is great ! " was the reply. 

 " If it be destined that he shall kill any more to- 

 day, he will kill. What will be, will be ! " 



There was no disputing this self-evident propo- 

 sition. But, as it was not completely satisfactory 

 in respect of the opinion entertained by Manajee 

 as to the likelihood of success, Norman varied his 

 question. 



" Did you see any bears' tracks about ? A good 

 many of the trees appeared to be scratched by their 

 climbing, I observed as I came along." 



" There is another bear about, Sahib. I saw his 



