Her mate purred to her with an uprising reassuring note that satisfied her and sent my heart into my boots.
Then he turned, sprang down behind the hillock, and she followed.

The next I saw of them they were running away like dogs, jumping low bushes and heading for jungle on the near horizon faster than I had imagined lions could travel.
That ended my desire for further exercise and solitude.

I made for the hotel as fast as fear of seeming afraid would let me, and spent fifteen aggravating minutes on the veranda trying to persuade Fred Oakes that I had truly seen lions.
"Hyenas!" he said with the air of an old hunter, to which he was quite entitled, but that soothed me all the less for that.
"More likely jackals," said Will; and he was just as much as Fred entitled to an opinion.
While I was asserting the facts with increasing anger, and they were amusing themselves with a hundred-and-one ridiculous reasons for disbelieving me, Lady Saffren Waldon came.

She had, as usual, attracted to herself able assistance; a settler's ox-cart brought her belongings, and she and her maid rode in hammocks borne by porters impressed from heaven knew where.

It was not far from the station, but she was the type of human that can not be satisfied with meek beginnings.