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"
I
'll
go
and
look
after
him
,
"
said
I.
I
picked
up
my
rifle
and
strolled
in
the
direction
of
the
brook
,
leaving
my
friends
to
lay
out
the
scanty
breakfast
.
It
may
seem
to
you
rash
that
even
for
so
short
a
distance
I
should
quit
the
shelter
of
our
friendly
thicket
,
but
you
will
remember
that
we
were
many
miles
from
Ape-town
,
that
so
far
as
we
knew
the
creatures
had
not
discovered
our
retreat
,
and
that
in
any
case
with
a
rifle
in
my
hands
I
had
no
fear
of
them
.
I
had
not
yet
learned
their
cunning
or
their
strength
.
I
could
hear
the
murmur
of
our
brook
somewhere
ahead
of
me
,
but
there
was
a
tangle
of
trees
and
brushwood
between
me
and
it
.
I
was
making
my
way
through
this
at
a
point
which
was
just
out
of
sight
of
my
companions
,
when
,
under
one
of
the
trees
,
I
noticed
something
red
huddled
among
the
bushes
.
As
I
approached
it
,
I
was
shocked
to
see
that
it
was
the
dead
body
of
the
missing
Indian
.
He
lay
upon
his
side
,
his
limbs
drawn
up
,
and
his
head
screwed
round
at
a
most
unnatural
angle
,
so
that
he
seemed
to
be
looking
straight
over
his
own
shoulder
.
I
gave
a
cry
to
warn
my
friends
that
something
was
amiss
,
and
running
forwards
I
stooped
over
the
body
.
Surely
my
guardian
angel
was
very
near
me
then
,
for
some
instinct
of
fear
,
or
it
may
have
been
some
faint
rustle
of
leaves
,
made
me
glance
upwards
.
Out
of
the
thick
green
foliage
which
hung
low
over
my
head
,
two
long
muscular
arms
covered
with
reddish
hair
were
slowly
descending
.
Another
instant
and
the
great
stealthy
hands
would
have
been
round
my
throat
.
I
sprang
backwards
,
but
quick
as
I
was
,
those
hands
were
quicker
still
.
Through
my
sudden
spring
they
missed
a
fatal
grip
,
but
one
of
them
caught
the
back
of
my
neck
and
the
other
one
my
face
.
I
threw
my
hands
up
to
protect
my
throat
,
and
the
next
moment
the
huge
paw
had
slid
down
my
face
and
closed
over
them
.
I
was
lifted
lightly
from
the
ground
,
and
I
felt
an
intolerable
pressure
forcing
my
head
back
and
back
until
the
strain
upon
the
cervical
spine
was
more
than
I
could
bear
.
My
senses
swam
,
but
I
still
tore
at
the
hand
and
forced
it
out
from
my
chin
.
Looking
up
I
saw
a
frightful
face
with
cold
inexorable
light
blue
eyes
looking
down
into
mine
.
There
was
something
hypnotic
in
those
terrible
eyes
.
I
could
struggle
no
longer
.
As
the
creature
felt
me
grow
limp
in
his
grasp
,
two
white
canines
gleamed
for
a
moment
at
each
side
of
the
vile
mouth
,
and
the
grip
tightened
still
more
upon
my
chin
,
forcing
it
always
upwards
and
back
.
A
thin
,
oval-tinted
mist
formed
before
my
eyes
and
little
silvery
bells
tinkled
in
my
ears
.
Dully
and
far
off
I
heard
the
crack
of
a
rifle
and
was
feebly
aware
of
the
shock
as
I
was
dropped
to
the
earth
,
where
I
lay
without
sense
or
motion
.
I
awoke
to
find
myself
on
my
back
upon
the
grass
in
our
lair
within
the
thicket
.
Someone
had
brought
the
water
from
the
brook
,
and
Lord
John
was
sprinkling
my
head
with
it
,
while
Challenger
and
Summerlee
were
propping
me
up
,
with
concern
in
their
faces
.
For
a
moment
I
had
a
glimpse
of
the
human
spirits
behind
their
scientific
masks
.
It
was
really
shock
,
rather
than
any
injury
,
which
had
prostrated
me
,
and
in
half-an-hour
,
in
spite
of
aching
head
and
stiff
neck
,
I
was
sitting
up
and
ready
for
anything
.
"
But
you
've
had
the
escape
of
your
life
,
young
fellah
my
lad
,
"
said
Lord
Roxton
.
"
When
I
heard
your
cry
and
ran
forward
,
and
saw
your
head
twisted
half-off
and
your
stohwassers
kickin
'
in
the
air
,
I
thought
we
were
one
short
.
I
missed
the
beast
in
my
flurry
,
but
he
dropped
you
all
right
and
was
off
like
a
streak
.
By
George
!
I
wish
I
had
fifty
men
with
rifles
.
I
'd
clear
out
the
whole
infernal
gang
of
them
and
leave
this
country
a
bit
cleaner
than
we
found
it
.
"
It
was
clear
now
that
the
ape-men
had
in
some
way
marked
us
down
,
and
that
we
were
watched
on
every
side
.
We
had
not
so
much
to
fear
from
them
during
the
day
,
but
they
would
be
very
likely
to
rush
us
by
night
;
so
the
sooner
we
got
away
from
their
neighborhood
the
better
.
On
three
sides
of
us
was
absolute
forest
,
and
there
we
might
find
ourselves
in
an
ambush
.
But
on
the
fourth
side
--
that
which
sloped
down
in
the
direction
of
the
lake
--
there
was
only
low
scrub
,
with
scattered
trees
and
occasional
open
glades
.
It
was
,
in
fact
,
the
route
which
I
had
myself
taken
in
my
solitary
journey
,
and
it
led
us
straight
for
the
Indian
caves
.
This
then
must
for
every
reason
be
our
road
.
One
great
regret
we
had
,
and
that
was
to
leave
our
old
camp
behind
us
,
not
only
for
the
sake
of
the
stores
which
remained
there
,
but
even
more
because
we
were
losing
touch
with
Zambo
,
our
link
with
the
outside
world
.
However
,
we
had
a
fair
supply
of
cartridges
and
all
our
guns
,
so
,
for
a
time
at
least
,
we
could
look
after
ourselves
,
and
we
hoped
soon
to
have
a
chance
of
returning
and
restoring
our
communications
with
our
negro
.
He
had
faithfully
promised
to
stay
where
he
was
,
and
we
had
not
a
doubt
that
he
would
be
as
good
as
his
word
.
It
was
in
the
early
afternoon
that
we
started
upon
our
journey
.
The
young
chief
walked
at
our
head
as
our
guide
,
but
refused
indignantly
to
carry
any
burden
.
Behind
him
came
the
two
surviving
Indians
with
our
scanty
possessions
upon
their
backs
.
We
four
white
men
walked
in
the
rear
with
rifles
loaded
and
ready
.
As
we
started
there
broke
from
the
thick
silent
woods
behind
us
a
sudden
great
ululation
of
the
ape-men
,
which
may
have
been
a
cheer
of
triumph
at
our
departure
or
a
jeer
of
contempt
at
our
flight
.
Looking
back
we
saw
only
the
dense
screen
of
trees
,
but
that
long-drawn
yell
told
us
how
many
of
our
enemies
lurked
among
them
.
We
saw
no
sign
of
pursuit
,
however
,
and
soon
we
had
got
into
more
open
country
and
beyond
their
power
.
