Stanley uttered an involuntary hurrah as the leopard expired; and at the sound the Burman, who had been lying motionless, leapt to his feet.

He looked at the leopard, and then at his rescuer, and exclaimed in a tone of astonishment: "You have slain the beast alone, and with no weapon but your knife!" "No," Stanley replied; "I began the fight with my knife, only; but caught up one of those guns when I wounded him, and fired as he charged me.

Then I finished him with the other." "Comrade," the Burman said, "you have done a great deed, with courage.

I, who am esteemed no coward, would never even have thought of attacking that great leopard with but a knife, and that to save the life of a stranger." "I saw the guns lying on the ground.

Had it not been for that, I should not have dared to attack the leopard, for it would have been certain death." "Certain death, indeed.