CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
AN IMPLACABLE BESIEGER.
Fritz had retreated with his masters as far as the bottom of the tree; but possessing only canine claws, he was not a climber; and of course could follow them no further.

But if he could not ascend the tree, he had no intention of remaining under it--when he saw no chance of avoiding the vengeance of the elephant--and, without pausing for a moment, he plunged into the water, and swam across the straits.

Then wading out on the the opposite bank, he scuttled off into a cover of reeds which grew along the shore of the lake, and there concealed himself.
This time the elephant paid no attention to the dog.

It was upon the hunters alone that its eyes were fixed; and towards them its vindictive designs were now specially directed.

It had been close upon their heels, as they ran over the open ground, and distinctly saw them ascending into the tree.