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SAVAGE SUDAN 
then confronted us, I never remember to have seen. 
Inert and statuesque among* lustrous rocks, stood scores 
and scores of wild animals—phantom figures blending 
like spectres into their background and seeming to share 
its hues, or at most but a half-shade lighter. So far as 
they were visible at all, these arid appeared but as 
Ariel. 
silhouetted outlines, shadowy and unreal as simulacra. 
We felt as though we saw right through them. 
For a realistic glimpse of the scene I am here hope¬ 
lessly attempting to describe in cold print, see Millais" 
beautiful drawing of springbok on South-African veld-— 
{A Breath from the Veld,\ p. 26). The circumstances 
are totally different but the effect is analogous. 
Considering how extremely wild we had hitherto found 
