CHAPTER SIX
When they awoke, it was still dark and much colder. The village fires had died away, or had been banked for the night. All was silence. Yet the boys were conscious that they had been awakened by a noise, as though the echo still lingered in their ears. Presently they were sure of it—a thunderous sound that rolled in mighty volume out of the dark jungle and made the earth tremble.
"Are you awake?" whispered Doc.
"Yes."
"Did you hear that?"
"It's a lion."
"Do you suppose he's in the village?"
"He sounds awful close."