I cannot explain how or why the feeling came, except that it is a kind of instinct that men get who have lived much in wild countries.

My senses, which had been numbed, suddenly grew keen, and my brain began to work double quick.
I asked myself what I would do if I were Stumm, with hatred in my heart, a broken jaw to avenge, and pretty well limitless powers.

He must have found the car in the sandpit and seen my tracks in the wood opposite.

I didn't know how good he and his men might be at following a spoor, but I knew that any ordinary Kaffir could have nosed it out easily.

But he didn't need to do that.