_Intombi_ was not sighted for or meant to use at this great distance, and only by this means of allowing for the drop of the bullet, could I hope to hit the man in the body.
The sail was drawing well now and steadied the boat, also, being still under the shelter of the land, the water was smooth as that of a pond, so really I had a very good firing platform.

Moreover, weary though I was, my vital forces rose to the emergency and I felt myself grow rigid as a statue.

Lastly, the light was good, for the sun rose behind me, its level rays shining full on to my mark.

I held my breath and touched the trigger.

The charge exploded sweetly and almost at the instant; as the smoke drifted to one side, I saw Komba throw up his arms and fall backwards into the canoe.