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Two other things, in fact. One was that I was so intensely interested in watching the fellow's actions. Obviously he had the same uneasy sensation that I had. He shared with me the nasty feeling that danger was about. TWO OTHER THINGS IN FACT ONE WAS THAT I WAS SO INTENSELY INTERESTED IN WATCHING THE FELLOW'S ACTIONS OBVIOUSLY HE HAD THE SAME UNEASY SENSATION THAT I HAD HE SHARED WITH ME THE NASTY FEELING THAT DANGER WAS ABOUT
ad I had not used up my last two cartridges. More than that I cannot tell you. Things of that kind are new to me. They’re difficult enough to tell, let alone to explain. But they were real. “I crouched there, wondering what on earth was happening to me, and, feeling a bit of a fool, if you want to know, when suddenly, over the top of the boulder, I saw something moving. It was a man’s hat. I peered cautiously. Some sixty yards away the bushes parted, and two men came out on to the river’s bank, and I knew them both. One was the Siwash I had seen at the store. The other was Hazel. Before I had time to think I cocked my rifle.” “Hazel. Good Lord!” exclaimed the listeners. “For a moment I was too surprised to do anything but cock that rifle. I waited, for what puzzled me was that, after all, Hazel had not seen me. It was only the feeling of his beastly proximity that had made me feel I was seen and watched by him. There was something else, too, that made me pause before—er—doing anything. D THIS CURIOUS LITTLE INCIDENT AND WAS GLAD I HAD NOT USED UP MY LAST TWO CARTRIDGES MORE THAN THAT I CANNOT TELL YOU THINGS OF THAT KIND ARE NEW TO ME THEY'RE DIFFICULT ENOUGH TO TELL LET ALONE TO EXPLAIN BUT THEY WERE REAL I CROUCHED THERE WONDERING WHAT ON EARTH WAS HAPPENING TO ME AND FEELING A BIT OF A FOOL IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHEN SUDDENLY OVER THE TOP OF THE BOULDER I SAW SOMETHING MOVING IT WAS A MAN'S HAT I PEERED CAUTIOUSLY SOME SIXTY YARDS AWAY THE BUSHES PARTED AND TWO MEN CAME OUT ON TO THE RIVER'S BANK AND I KNEW THEM BOTH ONE WAS A SIGH WASH I HAD SEEN AT THE STORE THE OTHER WAS HAZEL BEFORE I HAD TIME TO THINK I COCKED MY RIFLE HAZEL GOOD LORD EXCLAIMED THE LISTENERS FOR A MOMENT I WAS TOO SURPRISED TO DO ANYTHING BUT COCK THAT RIFLE I WAITED FOR WHAT PUZZLED ME WAS THAT AFTER ALL HAZEL HAD NOT SEEN ME IT WAS ONLY THE FEELING OF HIS BEASTLY PROXIMITY THAT HAD MADE ME FEEL I WAS SEEN AND WATCHED BY HIM THERE WAS SOMETHING ELSE TOO THAT MADE ME PAUSE BEFORE DOING ANYTHING
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