“But the doctor—”
“He said we could do as we pleased to-day. I’m going to see if I can’t get that gun again.”
“And hunt the lion? But it’s under the falls.”
“I don’t think it is. That lion hit Mr. Miles hard enough to knock him down. That gun must have gone a-flying. Maybe it dropped in shallow water. And the biggest part of the falls is on the other side anyway. I’ll chance it.”
“And we could take some grapple hooks—”
“We?” asked Hal.
“Sure. I’m going along. Suppose that lion’d show up—”
“Yes, suppose. What’d you do? Save my life by running away and getting the cat to follow you?”
“Never mind. You ran from it yourself the other day. You just watch me when we find it again. I’ll—”
“Clout it in the jaw?” laughed Hal.