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heavy body sank. I felt a greater weight ; the blood 
poured from his mouth on to the sand, the jaws yet 
working convulsively. The whole world seemed to me 
to be bounded north, south, east, and west by Lion. 
The carcase rolled a little and then was still. Pinned 
by the massive haunches I lay in the sand. 
Clarence, Cecily, and all the hunters stood around. 
I noticed how pale she was. Even the tan of her 
sunburnt face could not conceal the ravages of the 
last five minutes. The men pulled the heavy car- 
case away, taking him by the forepaws, his tail trailing, 
and exquisite head all so hideously damaged. Only 
his skin would be available now, still 
I sat up in a minute, feeling indescribably shaky, and 
measured the lion with my eye. He could be gloriously 
mounted, and “ He will just do for that space in the 
billiard room,” my voice tailed off. I don’t remember 
anything else until I found myself in my tent with my 
cousin rendering first aid, washing the wounds and 
dressing them with iodoform. Only one gash was of 
any moment. It was in the fleshy part of the thigh. 
We had not sufficient medical skill to play any pranks, 
so kept to such simple rules as extreme cleanliness, 
antiseptic treatment, and nourishing food. Indeed, our 
cook did well for me those days, and made me at 
intervals the most excellent mutton broth, which he 
insisted on bringing to me himself, in spite of the 
obvious annoyance of the butler, who had lived in the 
service of an English family and so knew what was 
what. 
The days and nights were very long just then. 
