CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
THE ELEPHANT'S SLEEPING-ROOST.
The field-cornet was far from satisfied with his day's work.

His first attempt at elephant-hunting had proved a failure.

Might it not be always so?
Notwithstanding the interest with which he listened to Hans's narrative of the day's adventures, he felt uneasy in his mind when he reflected upon his own.
The elephant had escaped so easily.

Their bullets seemed to have injured him not the least.

They had only served to render him furious, and dangerous.