But if you fellows are afraid, you go home." Well, I confess I felt inclined to accept the invitation, but Orme, who was nettled, replied: "Come, come; that settles the question, doesn't it?
You must be shaken by your fall, or you would not talk like that, Higgs.

Look, here runs the spoor--see the blood?
Well, let's go steady and keep our wind.
We may come on her anywhere, but don't you try any more long distance shots.

You won't kill another lion at two hundred and fifty yards." "All right," said Higgs, "don't be offended.

I didn't mean anything, except that I am going to teach that beast the difference between a white man and a Zeu." Then we began our march, following the blood tracks up and down the steep sand-slopes.

When we had been at it for about half-an-hour our spirits were cheered by catching sight of the lioness on a ridge five hundred yards away.