"I jes' kep' quiet, for I tell you I didn't like the look o' him, with his long hair, and his lean fingers, and burnin' eyes, but when he slipped along inter the wood like a shadder--for there the no boots on his feet--I skimmed down and let out after him with my heart in my mouth. I guess I hadn't got much sense, and when I'd gone no more'n fifty paces inter the dark of the trees he grabbed me by the throat-- afore I knew where he were. Oh, lor'! He jes' grabbed me by the throat and shook me. `You're follerin' me!' he hissed. "Of course, I couldn't speak, but I kicked and spluttered, and he loosened his hold. `You're follerin' me!' he said, stickin' his face close up. `I ain't,' I said; `I'm after buffel.' `You yeard it,' he hissed; `and you meant to rob me.' Well, I laughed. The idea of robbing a scarecrow like him was too much, and I couldn't help laughing, not though he looked as savage as a starved tiger. All the property he carried were a big-bore elephant gun, and I noticed the trigger were cocked. `Clear out,' he said; `and if I see you after me I'll kill you.' By gum, he meant it, and I cleared out smart with him after me over the ridge, when once ag'in there came that strange cry from the woods, so near this time that I jumped inter a bush. Well, there were a smashin' o' trees, and afore I knew what was up a bit of the country rose up and came rolling down through the moonlight. Man alive--it were a thunderation bull elephant, and I slipped outer the bush and bolted for hum with Harkins's yell a-ringing in my ears. Well, sir, whiles I was sittin' in the room gettin' back my wind, up along, in a flurry, came Sam Dale. `It's true,' said he, with a gasp, as he flung open the door. `What's true?' `Yes,' he said, `I seed it. I were crossing the drift in Euphorby Valley when I yeard a splash in the pool, and out of the dark end beneath the krantz I seed a glow of red. First I thought it were a eye, but then I noted how it sparkled, and all in a breath it struck me it were ole Harkins's diamond. Then there was a splash in the water, and I ran on here to ask you to help me kill the crittur.' `Hol' on,' I said; `what the blazes are you talking about? I never yeard of any diamond, and I'm not killing any crittur to-night,' I said. Well, Sam Dale he up and tole me how Harkins had courted his sister years before, and how his sister had told him, unbeknown to Harkins, how she had seen the big red diamond he kep' in his pocket, which he had bought from a Kaffir chief. And Sam, he told me a most surprisin' story, how Harkins being one night cornered by a animile in the wood had loaded his big rifle with that same diamond instead of a bullet--and how he had fired it into that animile--and how he went crazy in consequence. That's what Sam tole me that very night arter I had met Harkins hisself, and it wern't more'n a minute afore I seed that if there was any truth in that yarn the red diamon' was in that bull elephant.