The lion stopped and sniffed it.
Then he roared--ah! he roared till the earth shook.

As for the lioness, she dropped the dead cub which she was carrying, and took the other into her mouth, for she could not carry both.
"Get behind me, Nada," cried Umslopogaas, brandishing his spear, "the lion is about to spring." As the words left his mouth the great brute crouched to the ground.

Then suddenly he sprang from it like a bird, and like a bird he travelled through the air towards us.
"Catch him on the spears!" cried Umslopogaas, and by nature, as it were, we did the boy's bidding; for huddling ourselves together, we held out the assegais so that the lion fell upon them as he sprang, and their blades sank far into him.

But the weight of his charge carried us to the ground, and he fell on to us, striking at us and at the spears, and roaring with pain and fury as he struck.

Presently he was on his legs biting at the spears in his breast.