I reflected that in another two seconds it would have fallen on _me_.

Then I called to Indaba-zimbi and asked which way the elephants had gone.
"There!" he said, pointing down the gully, "and we had better go after them, Macumazahn.

We have had the bad luck, now for the good." There was philosophy in this, though, to tell the truth, I did not feel particularly sharp set on elephants at the moment.

I seemed to have had enough of them.

However, it would never do to show the white feather before the boys, so I assented with much outward readiness, and we started, I on the second horse, and the others on foot.