I had observed all this, without taking note of it at the time--being too intent in my stalk to think of anything else.

For the last half-hour I was too busy watching the manoeuvres of the wildebeest bull, to take my gaze off him for a moment.
"Something in motion directly under me at length caught my eye, and I looked down to see what it was.

The first glance caused me to jump to my feet; and, as I have already said, very nearly impelled me to leap down upon the horns of the bull! "Swarming all over the hill, already clustering upon my shoes, and crawling still higher, were the crowds of angry ants.

Every hole that the bull had made was yielding out its throng of spiteful insects; and all appeared moving towards _me_! "Small as the creatures were, I fancied I saw design in their movements.
They seemed all actuated with the same feeling--the same impulse--that of attacking me.

I could not be mistaken in their intent.