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The Rifle and The Hound in Ceylon

CHAPTER VI
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There was no time to lose; I was discovered, and a front shot would be useless with his trunk in that position.

Just as his head was in the act of turning towards me I took a steady shot at his temple.

He sank gently upon his knees, and never afterwards moved a muscle! His eyes were open, and so bright that I pushed my finger in them to assure myself that life was perfectly extinct.

He was exactly thirty-two paces from the rifle, and the ball had passed in at one temple and out at the other.

His height may be imagined from this rough method of measuring.


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