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creature gave a sort of groan, staggered round and then began to tremble. I
could see it do so clearly in the moonlight, which was now very bright, and I
felt a brute for having exposed the unfortunate animal to such agony as he
must undoubtedly be undergoing. The lioness, for it was she, passed so
quickly that we could not even distinguish her movements, much less fire.
Indeed at night it is absolutely useless to attempt to shoot unless the
object is very close and standing perfectly still, and then the light is so
deceptive and it is so difficult to see the foresight that the best shot will
miss more often than he hits.
    “‘She will be back again presently,’ I said; ‘look out, but for Heaven’s
sake don’t fire unless I tell you to.’
    “Hardly were the words out of my mouth when back she came, and again
passed the ox without striking him.
    “‘What on earth is she doing?’ whispered Harry.
    “‘Playing with it as a cat does with a mouse, I suppose. She will kill it
presently.’
    “As I spoke, the lioness once more flashed out of the bush, and this time
sprang right over the doomed and trembling ox. It was a beautiful sight to
see her clear him in the bright moonlight, as though it were a trick which
she had been taught.
    “‘I believe that she has escaped from a circus,’ whispered Harry; ‘it’s
jolly to see her jump.’
    “I said nothing, but I thought to myself that if it was, Master Harry did
not quite appreciate the performance, and small blame to him. At any rate,
his teeth were chattering a little.
    “Then came a longish pause, and I began to think that the lioness must
have gone away, when suddenly she appeared again, and with one mighty bound
landed right on to the ox, and struck it a frightful blow with her paw.
    “Down it went, and lay on the ground kicking feebly. She put down her
wicked-looking head, and, with a fierce growl of contentment, buried her long
white teeth in the throat of the dying animal. When she lifted her muzzle
again it was all stained with blood. She stood facing us obliquely, licking
her bloody chops and making a sort of purring noise.
    “‘Now’s our time,’ I whispered, ‘fire when I do.’
    “I got on to her as well as I could, but Harry, instead of waiting for me
as I told him, fired before I did, and that of course hurried me. But when
the smoke cleared, I was delighted to see that the lioness was rolling about
on the ground behind the body of the ox, which covered her in such a fashion,
however, that we could not shoot again to make an end of her.
    “‘She’s done for! she’s dead, the yellow devil!’ yelled Pharaoh in
exultation; and at that very moment the lioness, with a sort of convulsive
rush, half-rolled, half-sprang, into the patch of thick bush to the right. I
fired after her as she went, but so far as I could see without result; indeed
the probability is that I missed her clean. At any rate she got to the bush
in safety, and once there, began to make such a diabolical noise as I never
heard before. She would whine and shriek with pain, and then burst out into
perfect volleys of roaring that shook the whole place.
    “‘Well,’ I said, ‘we must just let her roar; to go into that bush after
her at night would be madness.’
    “At that moment, to my astonishment and alarm, there came an answering
roar from the direction of the river, and then another from behind the swell
of bush. Evidently there were more lions about. The wounded lioness redoubled
her efforts, with the object, I suppose, of summoning the others to her
assistance. At any rate they came, and quickly too, for within five minutes,
peeping through the bushes of our skerm fence, we saw a magnificent lion
bounding along towards us, through the tall tambouki grass, that in the
moonlight looked for all the world like ripening corn. On he came in great
leaps, and a glorious sight it was to see him. When within fifty yards or so,
he