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walked close up to the base of the high mountain and concealed 
ourselves between two large masses of rock, after tying up a 
bleating kid a few yards in front to a stake which we had 
brought with us. A quarter of an hour had hardly gone by 
when a white-robed Bedouin came riding along on a camel, 
singing doleful ditties—this strange rider on his tall steed 
having a fine effect in the monotonous desert. 
The bleating of the kid seemed to attract the Bedouin’s 
attention, for he stopped, looked about, and began muttering 
to himself, but then rode on again without having seen us. 
Not long afterwards, when all was quite quiet again, I heard the 
sound of an animal creeping up. The kid began to bleat and 
jump about in terror, and I soon saw a dark form larger than 
a wolf approaching the decoy ; so, taking a good aim, I fired, 
and the shot was followed by an angry howl of pain ; but on 
hastening up to the place, we found nothing but a trail, 
which led towards the mountains. Much vexed at this, we 
returned to the steamer, and as I felt sure that it was a 
Hyeena, I told my jiger to go out at daybreak and follow the 
tracks of the wounded beast. 
By the time we reached the vessel all the other gentlemen 
had returned. The Grand Duke had seen jackals, but had 
unfortunately failed to kill any, while Hoyos had been lucky 
enough to bag one. 
On the 10th the sun was high in the heavens when I awoke, 
and we had already been going down-stream for an hour. 
Asking after my jager, I heard that he had found the wounded 
animal a few hundred yards from the place where it was 
shot at; but, alas! it was no Hyeena, but one of those half-wild 
savage village dogs which throughout Egypt roam about near 
the towns the whole night long, on the look-out for plunder. 
My jager had also seen a very large Lynx, which ran into a 
hole in the outer wall of El-Kaab, a few paces in front of him. 
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