There
They Both Stood, Growling Viciously And Lashing
Their Tails, For What Appeared To Me To Be A
Succession Of Ages.
The lioness then made up
her mind to go back to the lion, and they both
stood broadside on, with their heads close together
and turned towards us, snarling in a most
aggressive manner.
Had either of us moved hand or foot
just then, it would, I am convinced, have at once
brought on another and probably a fatal charge.
As the two great brutes stood in this position
looking at us, I had, of course, a grand opportunity
of dropping both, but I confess I did not feel
equal to it at the moment. I could only devoutly
hope that they would not renew their attack,
and was only too thankful to let them depart
in peace if they would, without any further
hostility on my part. Just at this juncture
the lion seemed to grow suddenly very weak.
He staggered some ten yards back towards his
lair, and then fell to the ground; the lioness
followed, and lay down beside him - both still
watching us, and growling savagely. After a few
seconds the lion struggled to his feet again and
retreated a little further, the lioness accompanying
him until he fell once more. A third time the
same thing took place, and at last I began to
breathe more freely, as they had now reached
the thicket from which they had originally
emerged. Accordingly I took a shot at the
lioness as she lay beside her mate, partly concealed
in the long grass.
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