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fallen off, trampled it under foot, going round and
round the tree and trumpeting loudly. It was evi
dently a rogue elephant, an ill-tempered brute who
had been driven from the herd to spend a solitary
existence. Such are always the most dangerous, as
they appear to have a greater hatred of man and to
be more cunning than the elephants found in herds.
It seemed to have made up its mind to besiege us.
Our position was unpleasant in the extreme, for while
it remained we dared not descend, and for what we
could tell, we might be kept up our respective trees
all night, and perhaps the following day, or still
longer.