They injured one man so severely that he died next day.
They only shot two of the lions that got inside.

The other two got safely away, and since that time people here have known enough not to interfere with them except by daylight! They'll do no harm to speak of unless you fire and enrage them.

They'll kill the stray dogs, or any other animal they find loose; and heaven help the man they meet! But the place to be after six P.M.in Nairobi is indoors.

And it's the place to stay until after sunrise! Hear them roar! Aren't they magnificent?
Listen!" The noise that twenty or thirty lions can make, deliberately bent on making it and roaring all at once, is unbelievable.

They throw their heads up and glory in strength of lungs until thunders take second place and the listener knows why not the bravest, not the most dangerous of beasts has managed to impose the fable of his grandeur on men's imagination.
We were summoned to the table by the din of Georges Coutlass rising to new heights of gallantry.
"Gassharamminy!" he shouted, thumping with a scarred fist.