Long Odds and Hunter Quartermains Story - English Story Series - A1 Stage 1

'Meanwhile I was walking backward, keeping my eye on the lioness, who was creeping forward on her belly without a sound, but lashing her tail and keeping her eye on me; and in it I saw that she was coming in a few seconds more. I dashed my wrist and the palm of my hand against the brass rim of the cartridge till the blood poured from them-look, there are the scars of it to this day!'  )