He was a splendid beast, eleven feet from tip of tail to end of nose.

It was said that he had killed a shepherd some days before, so he deserved his fate.
Before returning to the ship that evening, we arranged that the Arabs should turn out the next day to drive the covers on the beach near the ship, which were supposed to hold deer and pigs.

I must mention that these Arabs are very different to the wandering tribes we had lately been amongst; they are warlike, unscrupulous, and dishonest.

We made an arrangement with them that _all_ game killed should belong to us, the beaters being paid in gunpowder, which they prized very much.

The Arabs thought we should only find pig, and as Mussulmen won't touch it, the bargain was considered satisfactory to both parties.
It so happened that at the first drive a very fine deer, of a species I had never seen before, broke cover.