When within fifteen yards of its edge he saw, between the bushes, a side-saddled pony with down-dropped reins cropping grass a little distance to his left.

He ____,"______" as he saw a side-saddled pony with down-dropped reins cropping grass a little distance to his left.

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Givens caught sight of it with a grunt of satisfaction.

When within fifteen yards of its edge he saw, between the bushes, a side-saddled pony with down-dropped reins cropping grass a little distance to his left.

She had been drinking water, and she brushed the sand from the palms of her hands.

Ten yards away, to her right, half concealed by a clump of sacuista1, Givens saw the crouching form of the Mexican lion.

He remembered calling out: “Let up, now!”

then he crawled from under the lion like a worm, with his mouth full of grass and dirt, and a big lump on the back of his head where it had struck the root of a water elm

Josefa was standing in her tracks, quietly reloading her silver-mounted.

“Is that you, Mr. Givens?” said Josefa. “You nearly spoiled my shot when you yelled. Did you hurt your head when you fell?”

“Oh, no,” said Givens, quietly; “that didn’t hurt.”

He stooped ignominiously and dragged his best Stetson hat from under the beast.

Then he knelt down and softly stroked the fierce, open-jawed head of the dead lion.

“Poor old Bill!” he exclaimed, mournfully.

“What’s that?” asked Josefa, sharply.

“Of course you didn’t know, Miss Josefa,” said Givens.

“Nobody can blame you. I tried to save him, but I couldn’t let you know in time.”

“Save who?”

“Why, Bill. I’ve been looking for him all day. You see, he’s been our camp pet for two years.”

In two minutes he had a little fire going clearly. He started, with his can, for the water hole.

There was a provoking, teasing, maddening smile upon hermouth and in her dark eyes.

The “rucus”, as Givens called it afterward, was brief and somewhat confused.

... he crawled from under the lion like a worm, with his mouth full of grass and dirt...

... "Oh, no,” said Givens, quietly; “that didn’t hurt.” He stooped ignominiously.

... Then he knelt down and softly stroked the fierce, open-jawed head of the dead lion...

“Poor old Bill!” he exclaimed, mournfully.

... a side-saddled pony with down-dropped reins cropping grass...

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