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spoke to the Masai in their language, and they told him 

 to assure me no harm would befall her. The dog — 

 she was the bravest stray that ever came out of « 

 Battersea Dogs' Home — when she was let loose made 

 straight for where the lion was hiding, ran a few yards 

 one way and back again the other, and then promptly 

 dived into the donga. Nobody thought there could be 

 a lion there after all the stone-throwing and shouting 

 from thirty porters, so what happened was pardonable. 

 No sooner had the dog disappeared than the most 

 awful roar thundered at us, and everyone bolted for 

 at least thirty yards. Then we recovered ourselves, 

 and stopped to hear a tiny barking and a terrific roaring. 

 I had two spearmen to guard me, and seeing a small 

 clearing some thirty yards down-stream where water 

 would be running in the rainy season, I made for it 

 in the hope of getting a picture as the lion went past ; 

 but upon reaching the place found I was alone, everyone 

 having gone the other way. I then jumped across, 

 and saw a Masai running towards me with my boy 

 following. The roaring had suddenly ceased, and when 

 I got up to them they were looking into the donga, 

 and my boy said, " The lion has killed a Masai." On 

 looking through an opening about a yard wide in the 

 bushes I certainly saw the leg of a Masai against the 

 body of the lion, and concluded my dog was dead 

 as well, as there was no sound. In a few seconds 

 several more Masai joined us, and on looking down 



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