CHAPTER XXIII
Moments of Horror
TWO reports rent the air. Without an outcry the big eland collapsed. A hyena, too, had been hit by Bob’s rifle.
“One good turn done,” said Mr. Lewis, handing his rifle to his gun bearer.
“Wait till I shoot the rest of those hyenas,” came from Bob, who was taking aim with a high-velocity .22 rifle.
“Um get bigger gun. No kill um with little gun.” Noko was watching Bob curiously.
“Watch me and see,” smiled Bob.
Using his knowledge of marksmanship, the youth killed all of the hyenas by sending bullets through the eye to the brain. The stupid animals had not made the slightest move to flee, even though they saw their companions go down.
But scarcely had the cloud of smoke lifted when the explorers saw something else making for the body of the eland. Three large black vultures perched on the carcass.