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He
had
just
shot
it
,
and
now
there
bounded
,
thirty
feet
off
,
a
formidable
hunter
,
that
no
doubt
came
to
claim
its
prey
,
and
was
not
in
a
humor
to
give
it
up
.
It
was
a
lion
of
great
height
,
one
of
those
which
the
natives
call
"
karamos
,
"
and
not
one
of
the
kind
without
a
mane
,
named
"
lion
of
the
Nyassi
.
"
This
one
measured
five
feet
in
height
--
a
formidable
beast
.
With
one
bound
the
lion
had
fallen
on
the
"
caama
,
"
which
Dick
Sand
's
ball
had
just
thrown
to
the
ground
,
and
,
still
full
of
life
,
it
shook
and
cried
under
the
paw
of
the
powerful
animal
.
Dick
Sand
was
disarmed
,
not
having
had
time
to
slide
a
second
cartridge
into
his
gun
.
Dick
Sand
,
in
front
,
lowering
his
voice
,
gave
directions
to
avoid
striking
against
these
rotten
constructions
.
The
night
was
clear
.
They
saw
well
to
direct
the
boat
,
but
they
could
also
be
seen
.
Then
came
a
terrible
moment
.
Two
natives
,
who
talked
in
loud
tones
,
were
squatting
close
to
the
water
on
the
piles
,
between
which
the
current
carried
the
boat
,
and
the
direction
could
not
be
changed
for
a
narrower
pass
.
Now
,
would
they
not
see
it
,
and
at
their
cries
might
not
the
whole
village
be
alarmed
?
A
space
of
a
hundred
feet
at
most
remained
to
be
passed
,
when
Dick
Sand
heard
the
two
natives
call
more
quickly
to
each
other
.
One
showed
the
other
the
mass
of
drifting
herbs
,
which
threatened
to
break
the
long
liane
ropes
which
they
were
occupied
in
stretching
at
that
moment
.
Rising
hastily
,
they
called
out
for
help
.
Five
or
six
other
blacks
ran
at
once
along
the
piles
and
posted
themselves
on
the
cross-beams
which
supported
them
,
uttering
loud
exclamations
which
the
listeners
could
not
understand
.
In
the
boat
,
on
the
contrary
,
was
absolute
silence
,
except
for
the
few
orders
given
by
Dick
Sand
in
a
low
voice
,
and
complete
repose
,
except
the
movement
of
Hercules
's
right
arm
moving
the
oar
;
at
times
a
low
growl
from
Dingo
,
whose
jaws
Jack
held
together
with
his
little
hands
;
outside
,
the
murmur
of
the
water
which
broke
against
the
piles
,
then
above
,
the
cries
of
the
ferocious
cannibals
.
The
natives
,
meanwhile
,
rapidly
drew
up
their
ropes
.
If
they
were
raised
in
time
the
boat
would
pass
,
otherwise
it
would
be
caught
,
and
all
would
be
over
with
those
who
drifted
in
it
!
As
for
slackening
or
stopping
its
progress
,
Dick
Sand
could
do
neither
,
for
the
current
,
stronger
under
this
narrow
construction
,
carried
it
forward
more
rapidly
.
In
half
a
minute
the
boat
was
caught
between
the
piles
.
By
an
unheard-of
piece
of
fortune
,
the
last
effort
made
by
the
natives
had
raised
the
ropes
.
