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Juggernaut right over the Baron, who, in meaning to 
evade the rush, fell into it through the unexpected 
agility of the brute. A most awful stifled shriek arose 
as my poor fellow went down. Frightened as I was, I 
felt I should be everlastingly branded to myself as a 
coward if I made no attempt to save the man, although 
I understood how altogether impossible salvation was 
just then. The pachyderm was giving the prostrate 
body a number of vicious rams with his horn. I 
advanced quite close, and the rhino, seeing me, blun- 
deringly charged, passing so near I got the very breath 
from his nostrils. I luckily managed to get in a heart 
shot, and yet another. The animal lurched on, and 
then fell, as a loaded furniture van might, with a 
terrific crash. But it was not entirely accounted for 
even yet, and continued to emit little squeals and 
plough the ground up all about it. Still, I knew it 
would rise no more, and I gave my rifle to Clarence 
with a sign to him to do the happy despatch. I went 
to the fallen Baron, and even now cannot write of the 
dreadful nature of his wounds without a shudder at 
the manner of so hideous a death. I was overwhelmed, 
but Clarence was still imperturbable as he looked back 
from the great mass that now lay as inert as my poor 
follower. 
There was no use trying anything ; the Baron was 
dead. I did my best to hide my stress of mind from 
the calm shikari, and endeavoured to think what it 
was best to do. I wanted to have the body taken back 
to camp and bury it decently, but, after all, it was a 
silly idea enough, and a mere relic of home associa- 
