Just you kill 'em one at a time and kill each one dead.

You mustn't think of anything on earth but that one bird before you." This was excellent advice in the game, and I nodded to him.

Whatever the cause, I was by this time perfectly calm.

I was now accustomed to my gun, and had confidence in it.

I knew I could shoot to the top of my skill, and if I were beaten it would be through no fault of my own nerves and muscles, but through the luck of the birds or the greater skill of the other man.
Orme went on as though he could kill a hundred straight.