There was no movement in the spotted, tawny skin as they advanced, and when they came close they could see that the leopard was really dead.

He had been hit by two bullets.

The first had struck his shoulder and exploded there, inflicting so terrible a wound that it was wonderful he had been able to move afterwards.

The other had struck him on the back, near the tail, and had burst inside him.

Frank on seeing the nature of the wounds was astonished at the tenacity of life shown by the animal.
"I wonder whether I hit the other," he said.
"I have no doubt at all about it," Mr.Goodenough answered, "although I did not think so before.