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Chapter Twenty. Up a tree again!

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fortunately for them, the shikaree had not condescended to draw the string of his bow. experience had taught him that under such circumstances an arrow was an useless weapon. he might as well have attempted to kick the elephant, or stick a pin into its trunk; either of which proceedings would have damaged the animal nearly as much, and perhaps irritated it a little less, than would one of ossaroo’s arrows. knowing this, the shikaree, instead of bothering himself with his bow, or wasting time by any thoughts of resistance, had occupied the few seconds left for consideration in a rapid reconnoissance of the neighbourhood—to see if it offered any chance of escape.

to tell the truth, the vicinity appeared rather unpromising. the cliffs offered no ledge upon which they might have climbed out of reach of the rogue, the jungle might have afforded them a temporary shelter; but although it had concealed the elephant from their eyes, it could not long conceal them from the eyes of such a sagacious creature as their antagonist appeared to be. besides, the elephant was between them and it, and to retreat in that direction would be to run point blank upon its proboscis!

fortunately in this moment of uncertainty and irresolution a point of safety appeared to the eye of the shikaree, in the shape of a tree—the only one near the spot. it was a tree that had already been instrumental in saving his life: for it was the same that stood by the little straits where ossaroo had set his nets, and by means of which caspar had been enabled to hoist him up out of the quicksand.

this tree was a very large one; and standing alone, its branches, free to extend their growth, had spread far out in every direction, almost stretching across the straits.

ossaroo wasted not the precious moments in idle reflection, but shouting to the young sahibs, and signalling them to follow his example, he struck off towards the tree with all the speed that lay in his legs; and not till he had got up to the third or fourth tier of branches did he look behind him, to see whether his advice had been taken.

the young sahibs had adopted his suggestion with alacrity, without staying a moment to question its propriety; and both were up the tree almost as soon as the shikaree himself.

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