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#1 The trackers, the theatrical one and the educated one, had heard the noise and told us that it was finished. They had never liked each other, and I didn't like them either.

#2 The lorry had spoiled it. I had seen a lesser kudu bull come out of the brush to the edge of the opening where the salt was and stand there, heavy-necked, grey, and handsome, the horns spiralled against the sun while I sighted on his chest. I refused the shot.

#3 I met a man named M'Cola on the road who was traveling with a group of upcountry natives. We had not seen a white man for two weeks, and he looked like a caricature of Benchley in Tyrolean costume. He knew my name and wanted to talk about Rilke.

#4 It was not pleasant to have a time limit by which you must get your kudu. The way to hunt is for as long as you live against as long as there is such and such an animal.