But that was the last we saw of the lions.

A little bunch of waterbuck does were scared up, but nothing else.

The lions were now safe, for nothing less than fifty beaters could hope to dislodge them from the dense security of the swamp.
[Drawing: _It Would Have Been Historic_] Talk about dejection! Our ride back to town was as mournful as a ride could be.

We thought of the glory of driving through the streets of Nairobi with a lion or two hanging over the back of the carriage.

It would have been historic.