The bull smelt at his brother; then again he flung his head up to look at the white-eyed one, and he moved away for the vlei, moaning as he went.

The dogs let him pass; their eyes scarcely went to him, for they were fixed on the fallen.

They moved upon him in silence, a few steps at a time, then crouched with hanging tongues; then a few more steps; and as they closed in the fallen bull watched those he could see.

Meat for dogs! He a chief in the forest, who could toss the largest dog the height of a tree! Wow! He gathered his hind feet under him and lifted.

Slowly he reached his feet, and the white-eyed mother ran in open-mouthed.