"No. Any one else would; but I am his keeper, and he is afraid of me."
Gerald looked at him in curiosity. He could not understand how any one could gain such power over a lion.
"In what direction did the lion go?"
Gerald pointed eastward.
"I suppose, then, there is nothing to do but wait till he comes back."
"I would rather not wait. You may have power over the lion, but I have not."
"Then you can push on to the village; I will wait here."
"How far is it?"
"Rather more than a mile."
"But if the lion should overtake me, I should be in a bad case."