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latter having been rescued by his pals. We 

 accordingly halted to have a go at him. The 

 first day Eustace's hunter saw him following 

 them ; but on Eustace turning round he bolted, 

 not giving a chance of a shot. That night we 

 sat up in turns the whole night through over a 

 fat little goat ; but it was very cold, with a tearing 

 wind, and not even a hyena came. The next day 

 we both had a long day on the hills, and as a 

 result of that the violent wind and our vigil of 

 the previous night felt we couldn't keep our eyes 

 open, so deputed Eustace's hunter, who had not 

 been out, to sit over the goat. Neither of the 

 hunters had succeeded in killing anything by 

 night ; by day, of course they weren't given the 

 chance. About midnight bang ! And rushing out 

 we found the poor little goat dead, and a huge 

 hyena breathing his last on the^top of him. To bed 

 again, imagining the hunter had turned in too ; 

 but at 2 a.m. bang ! And we were out in the 

 cold wind again in our pyjamas. By the light of 

 hastily lit torches there we saw the dead goat, 

 above that the dead hyena, and across that the 

 body of a fine male leopard. I hope it was the 

 man-eater. As it was just where he hunted, and 

 there did not seem to be many about, I believe 

 it was. 



We now left the breezy uplands, and crossing 

 the Golis were soon sweltering in terrible heat. A 



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