. Vernon's aunt : being the oriental experiences of Miss Lavinia Moffat . ches Ihad put under my pillow when I went to had rebuked Vernon for his extravagancein using wax-matches—was one of them tobe my salvation now ? Where I got thestrength or the courage I do not know, butin another instant I had struck a match. Itfizzed, exploded, blazed! By its weird andsudden illumination I saw two great yellow-eyes and a waving tail. There was a fright-ful snarl and a bound—two bounds, oneof them being mine, out of bed and forth intothe night. Before I realised whether I waspursued or not, I was s
. Vernon's aunt : being the oriental experiences of Miss Lavinia Moffat . ches Ihad put under my pillow when I went to had rebuked Vernon for his extravagancein using wax-matches—was one of them tobe my salvation now ? Where I got thestrength or the courage I do not know, butin another instant I had struck a match. Itfizzed, exploded, blazed! By its weird andsudden illumination I saw two great yellow-eyes and a waving tail. There was a fright-ful snarl and a bound—two bounds, oneof them being mine, out of bed and forth intothe night. Before I realised whether I waspursued or not, I was shaking the man inthe next tent. I did not consider whether itmight or might not be Vernon, I knew itwas a man, and any man would do. When he said, Whats the matter ? Irecognised that it was Mr. Jones, but felt noembarrassment whatever. Theres either a tiger or a leopard in mytent! Quick, get up and shoot it! 134 VERNONS AUNT By Jove! exclaimed Mr. Jones, andwas out of bed in a moment. May I—mayI light the lantern, Miss Moffat.^ Yes, you may, I returned, for I had. THERE WAS A FRIGHTFUL SNARL. slept in my dressing-gown for fear of anemergency—a thing I did every night afterthat I spent at Nuddiwalla. Ill go and wake Parker, said Mr. Jones,
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