She had spoken with the cook about it and that night we had it served in breaded cutlets. It tasted like the best of veal. G.C. was horrified and said so. Pop was rather subdued about it but tried it. I thought it was very good and Mary loved it. After that we always ate lion and I think G.C. ate it finally but I am not sure and would have to ask him. He had a career at stake and he staked it each day when he was with us and if he did eat lion and it was bad for his career I would lie and deny it.
Everyone understood why Mary must kill her lion. But it was hard for some of the elders who had been on many hundreds of safaris to understand why she must kill it in the old straight way. All of the bad element were sure it had something to do with her religion, like the necessity to kill the gerenuk at approximately high noon. It evidently meant nothing to Miss Mary to kill the gerenuk in an ordinary and simple way.
At the end of the morning's hunt, or patrol, the gerenuk would be in the thick bush. If we sighted any by unlucky chance Mary and her gunbearer, Charo, would get out of the car and make their stalk. The gerenuk would sneak, run or bound away. Ngui and I would follow the two stalkers from duty and our presence would insure the gerenuk would keep on moving. Finally it would be too hot to keep moving the gerenuk about and Charo and Mary would come back to the car. As far as I know no shot was ever fired in this type of gerenuk hunting.
"Damn those gerenuk," Mary might say. "I saw the buck looking directly at me. But all I could see was his face and his horns. Then he was behind another bush and I couldn't tell he was not a doe. Then he kept moving off out of sight. I could have shot him but I might have wounded him."
"You'll get him another day. I thought you hunted him very well."
"If you and your friend didn't have to come."
"We have to, honey...."
"I don't know why I like this crazy part of the country. And I don't have anything against the gerenuk either."
"It's a sort of an island of desert here. It's like the big desert we have to cross to get here. Any desert is fine."
"I wish I could shoot well and fast and as quick as I see to shoot. I wish I wasn't short. I couldn't see my lion that time when you could see him and everybody else could see him."