Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South AfricaAdams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
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Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South Africa
Adams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Hunting -- Juvenile fiction; South Africa -- Juvenile fiction
"They had better stay here and make preparations for supper and passing
the night," said Mr Lavie. "It is still tolerably early, but whoever
goes out to explore won't be back till late in the afternoon, and will
be too tired, I guess, to be willing to set out on a fresh expedition
then. Besides, the night falls so rapidly in these latitudes that it
wouldn't be safe. Now, I have some skill in hut making, and I think you
had better leave that part of the job to me."
"By all means, Charles," said Warley; "and Frank here showed himself
such a capital cook this morning, that I suppose he'll want to undertake
that office again. Well, I'm quite ready. I should like to take the
left side of the bay, Nick, if you've no objection."
"It's all the same to me," said Nick; "anything for a quiet life--and it
seems quiet enough out there anyway. Well, then, I suppose we had
better be off at once, as I don't want to have to walk very fast. I
should like to have Lion, but I suppose he wouldn't follow me."
"No, he's safe to stay with Frank, but you two had better take your guns
with you," said Mr Lavie. "I don't suppose you are likely to meet any
wild animals on these sand flats--nothing worse than a hyena, at any
rate."
"Thank you kindly, Mr Lavie, I don't particularly want to meet even a
hyena," said Nick.
"Pooh, Nick, he wouldn't attack you, if he did meet you. But you may
want our help for some reason or other, which we can't foresee, and we
shall be sure to hear you, if you fire. Here, Nick, you shall have my
rifle for the nonce. It is an old favourite of mine, and has seen many
a day's sport. And here's Captain Renton's rifle for you, Ernest. By
good luck he had asked me to take care of it, so it was safe in my cabin
the day we got away. I've never seen it perform; but if it is only one
half as good an article as he declares, you'll have no cause to complain
of it."
"How was it that the captain didn't take it with him?" asked Gilbert.
"Because they wouldn't let him," said the surgeon. "He asked to be
allowed to fetch it, and looked as savage as he dared to look, when they
swore they'd allow no firearms to be taken."
"I don't wonder at their not permitting it," observed Wilmore.
"Nor I, Frank. The wonder to me has always been that they let the
officers and passengers go at all. But it seems that such of our men as
agreed to join these Congo pirates would not do so, except on the
express condition that the lives of all on board were to be spared; and
the pirates daren't cross them. But we mustn't dawdle here talking.
There's plenty to be done by all of us, and more than we can do, too."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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