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THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEM NGWAY,THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. some and well kept woman of the beauty and sodal position which had Conversation is going to be so difficult Margaret said. five years before commanded five thousand dollars as the price of eft Don t be silly Margot her husband said. dorsing with photographs a beauty product which she had never used No difficulty Wilson said Got a damn fine lion. She had been mamed to Francis Macomber for eleven years Margot looked at them both and they both saw that she was gOing to. He is a good lion isn t he Macomber said His wife looked at him ey Wilson had seen it coming for a long time and he dreaded it Macomber. now She looked at both these men as though she had never seen them lo. was past dreading it, before I wish it hadn t happened Oh I wish it hadn t happened she said. One Wilson the white hunter she knew she had never truly seen before clOd started for her tent She made no noise of eying but they could see. He was about middle height with sandy hair a stubby mustache a very that her shoulders were shaking under the rose colored sun proofed shirt. red face and extremely cold blue eyes with faint white wrinkles at the shevvore. comers that grooved merrily when he smiled He smiled at her now and Women upset said Wilson to the taU man Amounts to nothing. she looked away from his face at the way his shoulders sloped in the loose Strain on the nerves and one thing n another. tunic he wore with the four big cartridges held in loops where the left No said Macomber I suppose that I rate that for the rest of my life. breast pocket should have been at his big brown hands his old slacks his now. very dirty boots and back to his red face again She noticed where the Nonsense Let s have a spot of the giant killer said Wilson Forget. baked red of his face stopped in a white line that marked the circle left by the whole thing Nothing to it anyway. his Stetson hat that hung now from one of the pegs of the tent pole We might try said Macomber I won t forget what you did for me. Well here s to the lion Robert Wilson said He smiled at her again though. and not smiling she looked curiously at her husband Nothing said Wilson All nonsense. Francis Macomber was very tall very well built if you did not mind that So they sat there in the shade where the camp was pitched under some. length of bone dark his hair cropped like an oarsman rather thin lipped wide topped acacia trees with a boulder strewn cliff behind them and a. and was considered handsome He was dressed in the same sort of safari stretch of grass that ran to the bank of a boulder filled stream in front with. dothes that Wilson wore except that his were new he was thirty five years forest beyond it anddrarik their just cool lIme dririks and avoided one. old kept himself very fit was good at court games had a number of big anoiher seyes while the boys set the table for lunch Wilson could teli that. game fishing records and had just shown himself very publicly to be a the boys all knew about it now and when he saw Macomber s personal. coward y looking curiously at his master while he was putting dishes on the. Here s to the lion he said I can t ever thaiik you for what you did table he snapped at him in Swahili The boy turned away with his face. Margaret his wife looked away from him and back to Wilson blaDk. Let s not talk about the lion she said What were you telling him Macomber asked. Wilson looked over at her without smiling and now she smiled at him Nothing Told him to look alive or I d see he got about fifteen of the. It s been a very strange day she said Hadn t you ought to put your best. hat on even under the canvas at noon You told me that you know What s that Lashes. Might put it on said Wilson It s quite Ulegal Wilson said You re supposed to fine them. You know you have a very red face Mr Wilson she told him and Do you still have them whipped. smiled again Oh yes They could raise a row if they chose to complain But they. Drink said Wilson don t They prefer it to the fines. I don t think so she said Francis drinks a great deal but his faCe is How strangei said Macomber. never red Not strange really Wilson said Which would you rather do Take. It s red today Macomber tried a joke a good birching or lose your pay. No said Margaret It s mine that s red today But Mr Wilson s is Then he felt embarrassed at asking It andbeforeMacomber could answer. always red he went on We all take a beating every day you know one way or. Must be racial sciid Wilson I say you wouldn t like to drop my another. beauty as a topic would you This was no better Good God he thoughL I am a diplomat. I ve just started on it aren t I, Let s chuck it said Wilson Yes we take a beating said Macomber still not looking at him I m. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. awfully sorry about that lion business It doesn t have to go any further How is the beautiful red faced Mr Wilson Are you feeling better. does it I mean no one will hear about it will tJ tey Francis my pearl. You mean willI tell it at the Mathaiga Club Wilson looked at him Oh much said Macomber. now coldly He had not expected this So he s a bloody four letter man as I ve dropped the whole thing she said sitting down at the table. well as a bloody coward he thought I rather liked him too until today What importance is there to whether Frands is any good at killing lions. But how is one to know about an American That s not his trade That s Mr Wilson s trade Mr Wilson is really very. No said Wilson I m a professional hunter We never talk about our. impressive killing any th ng You do kill anything don t you. clients You can be quite easy on that It s supposed to be bad fonn to ask Oh anything said Wilson Simply anything They are he thought. us not to talk though the hardest in the world the hardest the cruelest the most predatory and. He had decided now that to break would be much easier He would eat the most attractive andtheir men have softened or gone to pieces nervously. then by himself and could read a book with his meals They would eat as they have hardened Or is it that they pick men they can handle They. by themselves He would see them through the safari on a very fonnal can t know that much at the age they marry he thought He was grateful. basis what was it the French called it Distinguished consideration and that he had gone through his education on American women before now. it would bea damn sight easier than having to go through this emotional because this was a very attractive one. trash He d insult him and make a good dean break Then he could read We re going after buff in the morning he told her. a book with his meals and he d still be drinking their whisky That was I m coming she said. the phrase for it when a safari went bad You ran into another white hunter No you re not. and you asked How is everything going and he answered Oh I m Oh yes I am Mayn t I Francis. still drinking their whisky and you knew everything had gone to pot Why not stay in camp. I m sorry Macomber said and looked at him with his American face Not for anything she said I wouldn t miss something like today for. that would stay adolescent until it became middle aged and Wilson noted anything. his crew cropped hair fine eyes only faintly shifty good nose thin lips When she left Wilson was thinking when she went off to cry she. and handsome jaw I m sorry I didn t realize that There are lots of things seemed a hell of a fine woman She seemed to understand to realize to. I don t know be hurt for hini and for herself and to know how things really stood She. So what could he do Wilson thought He was all ready to break it off is away for twenty minutes and now she is back simply enamelled in that. quickly and neatly and here the beggar was apologizing after he had just American female cruelty They are the damnedest women Really the. insulted him He made one more attemp t Don t worry about me talking damnedest. he said I have a livhtg to make You know in Africa no woman ever We ll put on another show for you tomorrow Francis Macomber said. misses her lion and no whiteman ever bolts You re not coming Wilson said. I bolted Iike a rabbit Macomber said You revery mistaken she told him And I want so to seeyou perfonn. Now what in hell were you going to do about a ma n who talked like again You were lovely this morning That is if blowing things heads off. that Wilson wondered is lovely, Wilson looked at Macomber with his flat blue machine gunners eyes Here s the lunch said Wilson You re very merry aren t you. and the other smiled back at him He had a pleasant smile if you did not Why not I didn t come out here to be dun. notice how his eyes showed when he was hurt Well It hasn t been dun Wilson said He could see the boulders in. Maybe I can fix it up on buffalo he said We re after them next the river and the high bank beyond with the trees and he remembered the. aren t we morning, In the morning if you like Wilson told him Perhaps he had been Oh no she said It s been charming And tomorrow You don t know.
wrong This was certainly theway to take it You most certainly could not how I look forward to tomorrow. tell a damned thing about an American He was all for Macomber again That s eland he s offering you Wilson said. If you could forget the morning But of course you couldn t The morning They re the big cowy things that jump like hares aren t they. had been about as bad as they come I suppose thatdesaibes them Wtlson said. Here comes the Memsahib he said She was walking over from her It s very good meat Macomber said. tent looking refreshed and cheerful and quite lovely She had a very perfect Did you shoot it Francis she asked. oval face Sj perfect that you expected her to be stupid But she wasn t Yes U. stupid Wtlson thO lght no not stupid They re not dangerous are they. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. Only if they fall on you Wilson told her, going to bed as Francis Macomber lay on his cot with the mosquito bar. I m so glad, over him and listened to the night noises it was not allover It was neither. Why not let up on the bitchery just a little Margot Macomber said. allover nor was it beginning It was there exactly as it happened with. cutting the eland steak and putting some mashed potato gravy and carrot i some parts of it indelibly emphasized and he was miserably ashamed at. on the down turned fork that tined through the piece of meat it But more than shame he felt cold hollow fear in him The fear was still. 1 suppose I could she said since you put it so prettily there like a cold slimy hollow in all the emptiness where once his confi. Tonight we ll have champagne for the lion Wilson said It s a bit dence had been and it made him feel sick It was still there with him now. too hot at noon It had started the night before when he had wakened and heard the lion. Oh the lion Margot said I d forgotten the lion roaring somewhere up along the river It was a deep sound and at the end. So Robert Wilson thought to himself she is giving him a ride isn t she there were sort of coughing grunts that made him seem just outside the. Or do you suppose that s her idea of putting up a good show How should tent and when Francis Macomber woke in the night to hear it he was. a woman act when she discovers her husband is a bloody coward She s afraid He could hear his wife breathing quietly asleep There was no one. danm cruel but they re all cruel They govern of course and to govern to tell he was afrald nor to be afraid with him and lying alone he did. one has to be cruel sometimes Still I ve seen enough of their damn ter not know the Somali proverb that says a brave man is always frightened. rorism three times by a lion When he first sees his track when he first hears him. Have some more eland he said to her politely roar and when he first confronts him Then while they were eating breakfast. That afternoon late Wilson and Macomber went out in the motor car by lantern light out in the dining tent before the sun was up the lion. with the native driver and the two gun bearers Mrs Macomber stayed in roared again and Francis thought he was just at the edge of camp. the camp It was too hot to go out she said and she was going with them Sounds like an old timer Robert Wilson said looking up from his. in the early morning As they drove off Wilson saw her standing under kippers and coffee listen to him cough. the big tree looking pretty rather than beautiful in her faintly rosy khaki Is he very close. her dark hair drawn back off her forehead and gathered in a knot low on A mile or so up the stream. her neck her face as fresh he thought as though she were in England WiD we see him. She waved to them as the car went off through the swale of high grass We U have a look. and curved around through the trees into the small hills of orchard bush uD his roaring carry that far It sounds as though he were right in. In the orchard bush they found a herd of impala and leaving the car camp. they stalked one old ram with long wide spread horns and Macomber Carries a heU of a long way said Robert Wilson It s strange the way. killed it with a very creditable shot that knocked the buck down at a good it carries Hope he s a shootable cat The boys said there was a very big. two hundred yards and sent the herd off bounding wildly and leaping over one about here. one another s backs in long leg drawn up leaps as unbelievable and as If I get a shot where should I hit him Macomber asked Uto stop. floating as those one makes sometimes in dreams him. That was a goodshot Wilson said They re a small target In the shoulders Wilson said In the neck if you can make it Shoot. Is it a worth while head Macomber asked for bone Break him down. It s excenent Wilson told him You shoot like that and you n have I hopeI can place it properly Macomber said. no trouble You shoot very well Wilson told him Take your time Make sure. Do you think we ll find buffalo tomorrow of him The first one in is the one that counts. There s a good chance of it They feed out early in the mOrning and What range wiD it be. with luck we may catch them in the open Can t tell liori has something to say about that Don t shoot unless. I d like to clear away that lion business Macomber said It s not very it s dose enough so you can make sure. pleasant to have your wife see you do something like that At under a hundred yards Macomber asked. 1should think it would be even more unpleasant to do it Wilson thought Wilson looked at him quicldy. wife or no wife oqo talk about it having done it But he said I wouldn t Hundred s about right Might have to take him a bit under Shouldn t. think about that any more Any one could be upset by his first lion That s chance a shot at much over that A hundred s a decent range You can hit. allover him wherever you want at that Here comes the Memsahib. But that night after dinner and a whisky and soda by the fire before Good mOrning she said Are we going after that lion. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. As soon as you deal with your breakfast Wilson said How are you tunic front He turned back to where Wilson sat in the rear seat of the. feeling doorless box bodied motor car beside his wife them both grinning with. Marvellous she said I m very excited excitement and Wilson leaned forward and whispered. I ll just go and see that every1hlng is ready Wilson went off As he See the birds dropping Means the old boy has left his kilJ. left the lion roared again On the far bank of the stream Macomber could see above the trees. Noisy beggar Wilson said We ll put a stop to that,vultures circling and plummeting down. Chances are he ll come to drink along here Wilson whispered Before. What s the matter Francis his wife asked him,Nothing Macomber said. he goes to lay up Keep an eye out, Yes there is she said What are you upset about They were driving slowly along the high bank of the stream which here.
Nothing he said, cut deeply to itS boulder lilled bed and they wound in and out through. Tell me she looked at him Don t you feel well, big trees as they drove Macomber was watching the opposite bank when. It s that damned roaring he said It s been going on all night you. he felt Wilson take hold of his arm The car stopped. There he is he heard the whisper Ahead and to the right Get out. Why didn t you wake me she said Td love to have heard it. and take him He s a marvellous lion, I ve gOt to kill the damned thing Macomber said miserably. Macomber saw the lion now He was standing almost broadside his. Well that s what you re out here for isn t it, great head up and turned toward them The early morning breeze that. Yes But I m nervous Hearing the thing roar gets on my nerves. blew toward them was just stirring his dark mane and the lion looked. Well then as Wilson said kill him and stop his roaring. huge silhouetted on the rise ofbank in the gray morning light his shoulders. Yes darling said Francis Macomber It sounds easy doesn t it. heavy his barrel of a body bulking smoothly,You re notafraid are you.
How far is he asked Macomber raising his rifle, Of course not But I m nervous from hearing him roar all night. About seventy five Get out and take him, You ll kill him marvellously she said 1 know you will I m awfully. Why not shoot from where I am,anxious to see it, You don t shoot them from cars he heard Wilson saying in his ear. Finish your breakfast and we ll be starting,Get out He s not going to stay there all day. It s not light yet she said This is a ridiculous hour. Macomber stepped out of the curved opening at the side of the front. Just then the lion roared in a deep chested moaning suddenly guttural. seat onto the step and down onto the ground The lion still stood looking. ascending vibration that seemed to shake the air and ended in a sigh and majestically and coolly toward this object that his eyes only showed in. a heavy deep chested grunt, silhouette bulking like some super rhino There was no man smell carried.
He sounds almost here Macomber s wife said, toward him and he watched the object moving his great head a little from. My God said Macomber 1 hate that damned noise, side to side Then watching the object not afraid but hesitating before. It s very impressive, going down the bank to drink with such a thing opposite him he saw a. Impressive It s frightfuL, man figure detach itself from it and he turned his heavy head and swung. Roben Wilson came up then carrying his shon ugly shockingly big. away toward the cover of the trees as he heard a cracking crash and felt. bored 505 Gibbs and grinning, the slam of a 30 06 220 grain solid bullet that bit his flank and ripped in.
Come on he said Your gun bearer has your Springfield and the big. sudden hot scalding nausea through his stomach He trotted heavy big. gun Everything s in the car Have you solids footed swinging wounded full bellied through the trees toward the tall. grass and cover and the crash came again to go past him ripping the air. I m ready Mrs Macomber said apart Then it crashed again and he felt the blow as it hit his lower ribs. Must make him stop that racket Wilson said You get in front The and ripped on through blood sudden hot and frothy in his mouth and. Memsahib can sit back here with me he galloped toward the high grass where he could crouch and not be seen. They climbed into the motor car and in the gray first daylight moved. and make them bring the crashing thing dose enough so he could make. off up the river through the trees Macomber opened the breech of his rifle. a rush and get the man that held ft, and saw he had metal cased bulletS shut the bolt andput the rifle on. Macomber had not thought how the lion felt as he got out of the car. safety He saw his hand was trembling He felt in his pocket for more. He only knew his hands were shaking and as he walked away from the. canridges and moved his fingers over the canridges ill the loops of his. car it was almost impossible for him to make his legs move They were. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. stiff in the thighs but he could feel the muscles fluttering He raised the What do we do asked Macomber. rifle sighted on the junction of the lion s head and shoulders and pulled Not much choice said wnson We can t bring the car over Bank s. the trigger Nothing happened though he pulled until he thought his finger too steep We ll let him stiffen up a bit and then you and I ll go in and. would break Then he knew he had the safety on and as he lowered the have a look for him. rifle to move the safety over he moved another frozen pace forward and Can t we set the grass on fire Macomber asked. the lion seeing his silhouette flow clear of the silhouette of the car turned Toogreen. and started off at atroi and as Macomber fired he heard a whunk that Can t we send beaters. meant that the bullet was hQme but the lion kept on going Macomber Wilson looked at him appraisingly Of course we can he said But. shot again and every one saw the bullet throw a spout of dirt beyond the it s just a touch murderous You see we know the lion s wounded You. trotting lion He shot again remembering to lower his aim and they all can drive an unwounded lion he ll move on ahead of a noise but a. heard the bullet hit and the lion went into a gallop and was in the tall wounded lion s going to ch rge You can t see him until you re right on. grass before he had the bolt pushed forward him He ll make himself perfectly flat in cover you wouldn t think would. Macomber stood there feeling sick at his stomach his hands that held. hide a hare You can t very well send boys in there to that sort of a show. the Springfield still cocked shaking and hiS wife and Robert Wilson were. Somebody bound to get mauled, standing by him Beside him too were the two gun bearers chattering in. What about the gun bearers, Wakamba Oh they ll go with us It s their shauri You see they signed on for it. I hit him Macomber said I hit him twice They don t look too happy though do they. You gut shot him and you hit him somewhere forward Wilson said I don t want to go in there said Macomber It was out before he knew. without enthusiasm The gun bearers looked very grave They were silent he d said it. now Neither do I said Wilson very cheerily Really no choice though. You may have killed him Wilson went on We II have to wait a Then as an afterthought he glanced at Macomber and saw suddenly how. while before we go in to find out he was trembling and the pitiful look on his face. What do you mean You don t have to go in of course he said That s what I m hired. Let him get sick before we follow him up for you know That s why I m so expensive. Oh said Macomber You mean you d go in by yourself Why not leave him there. He s a heU of a fine lion Wilson said cheerfully He s gotten into a Robert Wilson whose entire occupation luld been with the lion and the. bad place though problem he presented and who had not been thinking about Macomber. Why is it bad except to note that he was rather windy suddenly felt as though he had. Can t see him until you re on him opened the wrong door in a hotel and seen something shameful. Oh said Macomber What do you mean, Come on said Wilson The Memsahib can stay here in the car We ll Why ndt just leave him. go to have a look at the blood spoor You mean pretend t6 ourselves he hasn t been hit7. Stay here Margot Macomber said to his wife His mouth was very No Ju st drop it. dry and it was hard for him to talk It isn t done,Why she asked Why not.
Wilson says to For one thing he s certain to be suffering For another some one else. We re going to have a look Wilson said You stay here You can see might run onto him. even better from here I see, All right But you don t have to have anything to do with it. Wilson spoke in Swahili to the driver He nodded and said Yes Bwana Td like to Macomber said I m just scared you know. Then they went down the steep bank and across the stream climbing I ll go ahead when we go in Wilson said with Kongoni tracking. over and around the boulders and up the other bank pulling up by some You keep behind me and a little to one side Chances are we ll hear him. projecting roots and along it untU they found where the lion had been growl If we see hIm we ll both shoot Don t worry about anything I ll. trotting when Macomber first shot There was dark blood on the short keep you backed up As a matter of fact you know perhaps you d better. grass that the gun bearers pointed out with grass stems and that ran away not go It might be much better Why don t you go over and join the. behind the river bank trees Memsahib while I just get it over with. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGW A Y,THE SHORT APPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. No I want to go, Kongoni the old gun bearer in the lead watching the blood spoor. All right said Wilson But don t go in if you don t want to This is Wilson watching the grass for any movement his big gun ready the second. my shauri now you know, gun bearer looking ahead and listening Macomber dose to Wilson his. I want to go said Macomber, i rifle cocked they had just moved into the grass when Macomber heard.
They sat under a tree and smoked, the blood choked cougrung grunt and saw the swishing rush in the grass. Want to go back and speak to the Memsahib while we re waiting The next thing he knew he was running running wildly in panic in the. Wilson asked open running toward the stream, No He heard the ca ra wong of Wilson s big rifle and again in a second. l lI just step back and tei her to be patienL crashing carawt mg and turning saw the lion hOrrible looking now with. Good said Macomber He sat there sweating under his arms his half his head seeming to be gone crawling toward Wilson in the edge of. mouth dry his stomach hollow feeling wanting to find courage to tell the tall grass while the red faced man worked the bolt on the shon ugly. Wilson to go on and finish off the lion without him He could not know rifle and aimed carefully as another blasting carawong came from the. that Wilson was furious because he had not noticed the state he was in mUzzle and the crawling heavy yellow bulk of thelion stiffened and the. earlier and sent him back to his wife While he sat there Wilson came up huge mutilated head slid forward and Macomber standing by himself in. I have your big gun he said Take it We ve given him time I think the dearing where he had run holding a loaded rifle while two black. Come on men and a white man looked back at him in contempt knew the lion was. Macomber took the big gun and Wilson said dead He came toward Wilson his tallness all seeming a naked reproach. Keep behind me and about five yards to the right and do exactly as I and Wilson looked at him and said. tell you Then he spoke in Swahili to the two gun bearers who looked Want to take pictures. the picture of gloom No he said, Let s go he said That was all anyone had said until they reached the motor car Then. Could I have a drink of water Macomber asked Wilson spoke to the Wilson had said. older gun bearer who wore a canteen on his belt and the man unbuckled Hell of a fine lion Boys will skin him ouL We might as well stay here. it unscrewed the top and handed it to Macomber who took it noticing in the shade. how heavy it seemed and how hairy and shoddy the felt covering was in Macomber s wife had not looked at him nor he at her and he had sat. his hand He raised it to drink and looked ahead at the high grass with by her in the back seat with Wilson Sitting in the front seat Once he had. the flat topped trees behind it A breeze was blowing toward them and reached over and taken his wife s hand without looking at her and she. the grass rippled gently in the wind He looked at the gun bearer and he had removed her hand from his Looking across the stream to where the. could see the gun bearer was suffering too with fear gun bearers were skinning out the lion he could see that she had been. Thirty five yards into the grass the big lion lay flattened out along the able to see the whole thing While they sat there his wife had reached. ground His ears were back and his only movement was a slight twitching forward and put her hand on Wuson s shoulder He turned and she had. up and down of his long black tufted tail He had turned at bay as soon leaned forward over the low seat and kissed him on the mouth. as he had reached this cover and he was sick with the wound through his Oh I say said Wilson going redder than his natural baked color. full belly and weakening with the wound through his lungs that brought Mr Roben Wilson she said The beautiful red faced Mr Robert. a thin foamy red to his mouth each time he breathed His flanks were wet Wilson. and hot and flies were on the little openings the solid bullets had made in Then she sat down beside Macomber again and looked away across the. his tawny hide and his big yellow eyes narrowed with hate looked straight stream to where the lion lay with uplifted white muscled tendon marked. ahead only blinking when the pain came as he breathed and his claws naked foreanns and white bloating belly as the black men fleshed away. dug in the soft baked earth All of him pain sickness hatred and all of the skin Finally the gun bearers brought the skin over wet and heavy. his remaining strength was tightening into an absolute concentration for and climbed in behind with it rolling it up before they got in and the. a rush He could hear the men talking and he waited gathering all of motor car started No one had said anything more until they were back in. himself into this preparation for a charge as soon as the men would come camp. into the grass As he heard their voices his tail stiffened to twitch up and That was the story of the lion Macomber did not know how the lion. down and as they came into the edge of the grass he made a coughing had felt before he started his rush nor during It when the unbelievable. grunt and charged smash of the 505 with a muzzle velocity of two tons had hit him in the. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. mouth nor what kept him coming after that when the second ripping You did like hell. crash had smashed his hind quarters and he had come crawling on toward What do you want me to say darling. the crashing blasting thing that had destroyed him Wilson knew some Where have you been. thing about it and only expressed it by saying Damned fine lion but Out to get a breath of air. Macomber did Ilot know how Wilson felt about things either He did not That s a new name for it You are a bitch. know how his wife felt except that she wastlu ough with hint Well you re a coward. His wife had l eenthrough with him before but it never lasted He was. All right he said What of it, very wealthy and would be much wealthier and he knew she would not Nothing as far as I m concerned But please let s not talk darling. leave him ever now That was one of the few things that he really knew because rm very sleepy. He mew about that about motor cydes thatwas earliest about motor You think that I ll take anything. cars about duck shooting about fishing trout salmon and big sea about 1 know you wlll sweet. sex in books many books too many books about all court games about Well I won t. dogs not much about ho rses about hanging on to his money about most Please darling let s not talk I m so very sleepy. of the other things his world dealt in and about his wife not leaving him There wasn t going to be any of that You promised there wouldn t. His wife had been a great beauty and she was still a great beauty in Africa be. but she was not a great enough beauty any more at home to be able to Well there is now she said sweetly. leave him and better herself and she knew hand he knew it She had You said if we made this trip that there wpuld be none of that You. missed the chance to leave him and he krlew it If he had been better with promised. women she would probably have started to wony about him getting an Yes darling That s theway I meant it to be But the trip was spoiled. other new beautiful wife but she knew too much about him to wony yesterday We don t have to talk about it do we. about him either Also he had always had a great tolerance which seemed You don t wait long when you have an advant ge do you. the nicest thing about him if it were not the most sinister Please let s not talk I m so sleepy darling. All in all they were known as a comparatively happily married couple I m going to talk. one of those whose disruption is often rumored but never occurs and as Don t mind me then because I in going to sleep And she did. the society columnist putit they were adding more than a spice of adventure At breakfast they were all three at the table before daylight and Francis. to their much envied and ever enduring Romance by a Safari in what was Macomber found that of all the many men that he had hated he hated. known as Darkest A riCd until the Martin Johnsons lighted it on so many Robert Wilson the most. silver screens where they were purSuing OidSimba the lion the buffalo Sleep well Wilson asked in his throaty voice filling a pipe. Tembothe elepbant and as well collecting specimenS for the Museum of Did you. Natural History This same columnist had reported them on the verge at Topping the white hunter told him. least three times in the past and they had been But they always made it You bastard thdught MaComber you insolent bastard. up They had a sound basis of union Margot was too beautiful for Ma So she woke him when she came Wilson thought looking at them. comber to divorce her and Macomber had too much money for Margot both with his flat cold eyes Well why doesn t he keep his wife where. ever to leave him she belongs What does he think 1 am a bloody plaster saint Let hlm. It was now about three o clock in the morning and Francis Macomber keep her where she belongs It s his own fault. who had been asleep a little while after he had stopped thinking about Do you think we ll fID d buffalo Margot asked pushing away a dish. the lion wakened and then slept again woke suddenly frightened in a of apricots. dream of the bloody headed lion standing over him and listening while Ch mce of it Wilson said and smiled at her Why don t you Slay in. his heart pounded he realized that his wife was not in the other cot in campi. the tent He lay awake with that knowledge for two hours Not for anything she told him. At the end of that time his wife came into the tent lifted her mosqUito Why not order her to siay in camp Wilson said to Macomber. bar and crawled cozily into bed You order her said Macomber coldly. Where have you been Macomber asked in the darkness Let s not have any ordep ng nor turning to Macomber any silliness. Hello sbe said Are you awake Frantis Margot id quite pleasantly. Where have you been Are you ready to start Macomber asked. I just went out to get a breath of air Any time Wilson told him Do you want the Memsahib to go. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWA Y THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. Does it make any difference whether I do or not Hope the silly beggar doesn t take a notion to blow the back of my head. The heD with it thought Robert Wilson The utter complete heD with off Wilson thought to himself Women are a nuisance on safari. it So this is what it s going to be Uke well this is what it s going to be The car was grinding down to cross the river at a pebbly ford in the gray. Uke then daylight and then climbed angling up the steep bank where Wilson had. Makes no difference he said ordered a way shovelled out the day before so they could reach the parklike. You re sure you wouldn t like to stay in camp with her yourself and wooded rOiling country on the far side. let me go out and hunt the buffalo Macomber asked It was a good morning Wilson thought There was a heavy dew and as. Can t do that said Wilson Wouldn t talk rot if I were you the wheels went through the grass and low bushes he could smell the odor. I m not talking rot I m disgusted of the crushed fronds It was an odor like verbena and he liked this early. Bad word disgusted morning smell of the dew the crushed bracken and the look of the tree. Frands will you please try to speak sensibly his wife said trunks shOwing black throut h the early morning mist as the car made its. I speak too damned sensibly Macomber said Did you ever eat such way through the untracked parklike country He had put the two in the. filthy food back seat out of his mind now and was thinking about buffalo The buffalo. Something wrong with the food asked Wilson quietly that he was after stayed in the daytime in a thick swamp where it was. No more than with everything else impossible to get a shot but in the night they fed out into an open stretch. I d pull yourself together laddybuck Wilson said very quietly There s of country and if he could come between them and their swamp with the. a boy waits at table that understands a little English car Macomber would have a good chance at them in the open He did. The hell with him not want to hunt buff with Macomber in thick cover He did not want to. Wilson stood up and puffing on his pipe strolled away speaking a few hunt buff or anything else with Macomber at all but he was a profeSSional. words in Swahili to one of the gun bearers who was standing waiting for hunter and he had hunted with some rare ones iIi his time If they got. him Macomber and his wife sat on at the table He was staring at his buff today there would only be rhino to come and the poor man would. coffee cup have gone through his dangerous game an d things might pick up He d. If you make a scene I ll leave you darling Margot said quietly have nothing more to do with the woman and Macomber would get over. No you won t that too He must have gone through plenty of that before by the look of. You can try it and see things Poor beggar He must have a way of getting over it Well it was. You won t leave me the poor sod s own bloody fault. No she said I won t leave you and you ll behave your self He Robert Wilson carried a double size cot on safari to accommodate. Behave myself That s a way to talk Behave myself any windfalls he rnight receive He had hunted for a certain clientele the. Yes Behave yourself international fast sporting set where the women did not feel they were. Why don t you try behaving getting their money s worth unless they had shared that cot with the white. I ve tried it so long So very long hunter He despised them when he was away from them although he liked. I hate that red faced swine Macomber said I loathe the sight of some of them well enough at the time but he made his Jiving by them. him and their standards were his standards as long as they were hiring him. He s really very nice They were his standards in all except the shooting He had his own. NOh shut up Macomber almost shouted Just then the car came up standards about the killing and they could live up to them or get some. and stopped in front of the dining tent and the driver and the two gun one else tQ hunt them He knew too that they all respected him for this. bearers got out Wilson walked over and looked at the husband and wife This Macomber was an odd one though Damned if he wasn t Now the. sitting there at the table wife Well the wife Yes the wife Hm the wife Well he d dropped all. Going shooting he asked that He looked around at them Macomber sat grim and furious Margot. Yes said Macomber standing up Yes smiled at him She looked younger today more innocent and fresher and. Better bring a woolly It will be cool in the car Wilson said not so professionally beautiful What s in her heart God knows Wilson. I ll get my leather jacket Margot said thought She hadn t talked much last night At that it was a pleasure to. The boy has it Wilson told her He climbed into the front with the see her. driver and Frcincis Macomber and his wife sat not speaking in the back The motor car climbed up a slight rise and went on through the trees. seat and then out into a grassy prairie like opening and kept in the shelter of. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. the trees along the edge the driver going slowly and Wilson looking care it almost swung over and Macomber feU forward onto his feet slammed. fully out across the prairie and all along its far side He stopped the car his bolt forward and fired as far forward as he could aim into the galloping. and studied the opening with his field glasses Then he motioned to the rounded black back almed and shot again then agaln then again and. driver to go on and the car moved slowly along the driver avoiding watt the bullets all ot them hitting had no effect on the buffalo that he could. hog holes and driving around the mud castles ants had built Then looking see Then Wllson shot the roar deafening him and he could see the bull. across the opening Wilson suddenly turned and said stagger Macomber shot again aiming carefully and down he came onto. By God there they are his knees, And looking wpere he pointed while the car jumped forward and Wilson All niht Wilson said Nice work That s the three.
spoke in rapid Swahili to the driver Macomber saw three huge black Macomber felt a drunken elation. animaIs looking almost cylindrical in their long heaviness like big black How many times did you shoot he asked. tank cars moving at a gallop across the far edge of the open prairie They Just three Wllson said You killed the first bull The biggest one 1. moved at a stiff necked stiff bodied gallop and he could see the upswept helped you finish the other two Afraid they might have got into cover. wide black hams on their heads as they galloped heads out the heads not You had them killed I was just mopping up a little You shot damn well. moving Let s go to the car said Macomber I want a drink. They re three old bulls Wilson said We ll cut them off before they Got to finish off that buff first WUson told him The buffalo was on. get to the swamp his knees and he jerked his head furiously and bellowed in pig eyed roaring. The car was going a wild forty five miles an hour across the open and rage as they came toward him. as Macomber watched the buffalo got bigger and bigger until he could Watch he doesn t get up Wilson said Then Get a little broadside. see the gray hairless scabby look of one huge bull and how his neck was and take him in the neck just behind the ear. a part of his shoulders and the shiny black of his horns as he galloped a Macomber aimed carefully at the center of the huge jerking rage driven. little behind the others that were strung out in that steady plunging gait neck and shot At the shot the head dropped forward. and then the car swaying as though it had just jumped a road they drew That does it said Wilson Got the spine They re a hell of a looking. up dose and he could see the plunging hugeness of the bull and the dust thing aren t they. in his sparsely haired hide the wide boss of hom and his outstretched Let s get the drink said Macomber In his life he had never felt so. wide nostrilled muzzle and he was raising his rifle when WdsonshOuted good. Not from the car you fool and he had no fear only hatred of Wilson In the car Macomber s wife sat very white faced You were marvellous. while the brakes damped on and the car skidded plowing sideways to an darling she said to Macomber What a ride. a most stop and Wilson was out on one side and he on the other stumbling Was it rough Wilson asked. as his feet hit the still speeding by of the earth and then he was shooting It was frightful I ve never been more frightened in my life. at the bull as he moved away hearing the bullets whunk into him emp Let s all have a drink Macomber said. tying his rifle at him as he moved steadily away finally remembering to By alI means said Wilson Give it to the Memsahib She drank the. get his shot forward into the shoulder and as he fumbled to re load he neat whisky from the flask and shuddered a little when she swallowed. saw the bull was down Down on his knees his big head tossing and She handed the flask to Macomber who handed it to Wilson. seemg the other two still galloping he shot at the leader and hit him He It was frightfully eXciting she said It s given me a dreadful headache. shot again and missed and he heard the carawonsins roar as Wilson shot I didn t know you were allowed to shoot them from cars though. and saw the leading bull slide forward onto his nose No one shot from cars said Wilson coldly. Get that other Wilson said Now you re shooting I mean chase them from cars. But the other bull was moving steadily at the same gallop and he missed Wouldn t ordinarily Wilson said Seemed sporting enough to me. throwing a spout of dirt and Wilson missed and the dust rose in a cloud though while we were doing it Taking more chance driving that way. and Wilson shouted Come on He s too farl and grabbed his arm and across the plain full of holes and one thing and another than hunting on. they were in the car again Macomber and Wilson hanging on the sides foot Buffalo could have charged us each time we shot if he liked Gave. and rocketing swayingly over the uneven ground drawing up on the him every chance Wouldn t rpention It to anyone though It s illegal if. steady plunging heavy necked straight moving gallop of the bull that s what you mean. They were behind him and Macomber was filling his rifle dropping It seemed very unfair to me Margot said chasing those big helpless. shells onto the ground januning it clearing the jam then they were almost things in a motor car. up with the bull when Wilson yelled Stop and the car skidded so that Did it said Wilson. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY,THE SHORT HAPPY LIFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. What would happen if they heard about it in Nairobi. I d lose my licence for one thing Other unpleasantnesses Wilson said two buff galloping When he looked up there was the bull up and looking. taking a drink from the flask I d be out of business at him Gun bearer ran like hell and the bull went off slowly into that. Yes really Can we go in after him now asked Macomber eagerly. Wilson looked at him appraisingly Damned if this isn t a strange one. he thought Yesterday he s scared sick and today he s a ruddy fire eater. Well said Macomber and he smiled for the first time all day Now. she has something on you,No we ll give him a while. You have such a pretty way of putting things Francis Margot Ma. comber said Wilson looked at them both If a four letter man marries a Let s please go into the shade Margot said Her face was white and. she looked m, five letter woman he was thinking what number of letters would their. children be what he said was We lost a gun bearer Did you notice it They made their way to the car where it stood under a singie wide. spreading tree and aU climbed in,My God no Macomber said. Here he comes Wilson said He s all right He must have fallen off Chances are he s dead in there Wilson remarked After a little we ll. have a look,when we left the first bulL, Approaching them was the middle aged gun bearer limping along in Macomber felt a wild unreasonable happiness that he had never known.
his knitted cap khaki tunic shorts and rubber sandals gloomy faced and. disgusted looking As he came up he called out to Wilson in Swahili and By God that was a chase he said I ve never felt any such feeling. Wasn t it marvellous Margot, they all saw the change in the white hunter s face I hated it. Whatdoci he say asked Margot Why, He says the first bull got up and went into the bush Wilson said with. I hated it she said bitterly I loathed i t,no expression in his voice. Oh saId Macomber blankly You know I don t think I d ever be afraid ofanything again Macomber. Then it s going to be just like the lion said Margot full of anticipation said to Wilson Something happened in me after we first saw the buff. It s not going to be a damned bit like the lion Wilson told her Did and statted after him Like a dam bursting It was pure excitement. you want another drink Macomber Cleans out your liver said Wilson Damn funny things happen to. Thanks yes Macomber said He expected th feeling he had had about. the lion to come back but it did not For the first time in his life he really Macomber s face was shining You know something did happen to. me he said I feel absolutely different, felt wholly without fear Instead of fear he had a feeling of definite elation. We ll go and have a look at the second bull Wilson said I ll tell the His wife said nothing and eyed him strangely She was sitting far back. driver to put the car in the shade in the seat and Macomber was sitting forward talking to Wilson who turned. sideways talking over the back of the front seat,What are you going to do asked Margaret Macomber.
Take a look at the quff Wilson said You know I d like to try another lion Macomber said I m really. not afraid of them now After all what can they do to you. Come along That s it said Wilson Worst one can do is kill you How does it go. Shakespeare Damned good See if I can remember Oh damned good. The three of them walked over to where the second buffalo bulked. blackly in the open head forward on the grass the massive horns swUng Used to quote it to myself at one time Let s see By my troth I care not. a man can die but once we owe God a death and let it go which way t. will he that dies this year is quit for the next Damned fine eh. He s a very good head Wilson said That s dose to a fifty inch spread. He was vety embarrassed having brought out this thing hehad lived. Macomber was looking at him with delight, by but he had seen men come of age before and it always moved him It. He s hatefufl09king said Margot Can t we go into the shade was not a matter of their twenty first birthday. Of course Wilson said Look he said to Macomber and pointed. It nadtaken a strange chance of hunting a sudden precipitation into. See that patch of bush, action Without opportunity for worryfug beforehand to bring this about. with Macomber but regardless of how it had happened it had most cer. That s where the first bull went in The gun bearer said when he fell. tainly happened Look at the beggar now Wilson thought It s that some. off the bull was down He was watching us helling along and the other. of them stay little boys so long Wilsonthought Sometimes aU their lives. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY THE SHORT HAPPY UFE OF FRANCIS MACOMBER. Their figures stay boyish when th y re fifty The great American boy men pocket and brought them over to Macomber who filled his magazine and. Danmed strange people But he liked this Macomber now Damned strange put the remaining shells in his pocket. fellow Probably meailt the end of cuckoldry too Well that would be a Vou might as well shoot the Springfield Wilson said Vou re used. da mned good thing Damned goOd thing Beggar had probably been afraid to it We ll leave the Mannli ex Inthe car with the Memsahib Vour gun. all his life Don t know what started it But over now Hadn t had time to bearer can cany your heavy gun I ve this damned cannon Now let me. be afraid with the buff That and being angry too Motor car too Motor tell you about them He ha l saved this until the last because he did not. cars ma de it familiar Be a damn fire eater now He d seen it in the war want to wony Macomber When a buff comes he comes with his head. work the same way More of a change than any loss of virginity Fear gone high and thrust straight out The boss of the homs covers any sort of a. like an operation Something else grew in its place Main thing a man had brain shot The only shot is straight into the nose The only other shot is. Made him into a man Women knew it too No bloody fear iDto his chest or if you re to one side into the neck or the shoulders After. From the far comer of the seat Margaret Macomber looked at the two they ve been hit once they take a hell of a lot of killing Don t try anything. of them There was no change in Wilson She saw Wilson as she had seen fanqr Take the easiest shot there is They ve finished skinning out that. him the day before when she had first realized what his great talent was head now Should we get started. Butshe saw the change in Francis Macomber now He called to the gUn bearers who came up wiping their hands and the. Do you have that feeling of happiness about what s going to happen older one got Into the back. Macomber asked still exploring his new wealth I ll only take Kongoni Wilson said The other can watch to keep the. You re not supposed to mention it Wilson said looking in the other S birds away. face Much more fashionable to say you re scared Mind you you ll be As the car moved slowly across the open space toward the island of. scared too plenty of times brushy trees that ran in a tongue of foliage along a dry water course that. But you have a feeling of happiness about action to come cut the open swale MacOlnber felt his heart pounding and his mouth was. Yes said Wilson There s that Doesn t do to talk too much about all dry again but it was ex jtement not f e a r. this Talk the whole thing away No pleasure in nything leyou mouth it Here s where he went in Wilson said Then to the gun bearer in. up too much Swahili Take the blood spoor, Vou re both talking rot said Margot Just because you ve chased The car was parallel to the patCh of bush Macomber Wtlson and the. some helpl s animals in a motor car you talk like heroes gun beare got down Macomber looking back saw his wife with the rifle. Sony said Wilson I have been gassing too much She s worried by her side looking at him He waved to her and she did not wave back. about it already he thought The brush was very thick ahead and the ground was dry The middle. If you don t know what we re talking about why not keep out of iO aged gun bearer was sweating heavily and Wilson had his hat down over. comber asked his wife his eyes and his red neck showed just ahead of Macomber Suddenly the. You ve gotten aWfully brave awfully suddenly his wife said con gun bearer said something in Swahili to Wilson and ran forward. temptuously but her contempt was not secure She was very afraid of He s dead in there Wilson said Good work and he turned to grip. something Macomber s hand and as they shook hands grinning at each other the. Macomber laughed a very natural hearty laugh vouknow I have gun bearer shouted wildly and they saw him corning out of the bush. he said 1 really have sideways fast as a crab and thebullcoming nose out mouth tight dosed. Isn t it sort of late Margot said bitterly Because she had done the blood dripping massive head straight out coming in a charge his little. best she could for many years back and the way they were together now pig eyes bloodshot as he looked at them Wilson who was ahead was. was no one person s fault kneeling shooting and Macomber as he fired unhearing his shot in the. Not for me said Macomber roaring pf Wilson s gun saw fragments like slate burst from the huge boss. Margot said nothing but sat back in the corner of the seat of th horns and the head jerked he shot again at the wide nostrils and. Do you think we ve given him time enough Macomber asked Wilson saw thehoms jolt again and fragments fly and he did not see Wilson now. cheerfully and aiming carefully shot again with the buffalo s huge bulk almost on. We might have a look Wilson said Have you any solids left him and his rifle almost level with the on coming head nose out and he. The gun bearer has some could see the littlewkked eyes and the head started to lower imdhe felt. Wilson called in Swahili and the older gun bearer who was skinning a sudden white hot blinding flash explode inside his head and that was. out one of the heads straightened up pulled a l ox of solids out of his all he ever felt. THE COMPLETE SHORT STORIES OF ERNEST HEMINGWAY, Wilson had ducked to one side to get in a shoulder shot Macomber had. stood solid and shot for the nose shooting a touch high each time and. hitting the heavy horns splintering and chipping them like hitting a slate. roof and Mrs Macomber in the car had shot at the buffalo with the 6 5. Mannlicher as it seemed about to gore Macomber and had hit her husband. about two inches up and a little to one side of the base of his skulL. Francis Macomber lay n9 face down not two yards from where the. buffalo lay on his side and his wife knelt over him with Wilson beside her. I wouldn t turn him over Wilson said,The woman was crying hysterically.
I d get back in the car Wilson said Where s the rifle. She shook her head her face contorted The gun bearer picked up the. The Capital of the World, Leave it as it is said Wilson Then Go get Abdulla o that he may. witness the mann r of the accident, He knelt down took a handkerchief from his pocket and spread it over. Francis Macomber s crew cropped head where it lay The blood sank into MADruD IS PULL OF BOYS NAMED PACO. the dry loose earth which is the diminutive of the name Francisco and there is a Madrid joke. Wilson stood up and saw the buffalo on his side his legs out his thinly about a father who carne to Madrid and inserted an advertisement in the. haired belly crawling with ticks Hell of a good bull his brain registered personal columns of El Liberal which said PACO MEJ 1 ME AT HOTEL MON. automatically A good fifty inches or better Better He called to the TANA NOON TUESDAY AlliS FORGIVEN PAPA and how a squadron of Guardia. driver and to d him to spread a blanket over the body and stay by it Then Civil had to be called out to disperse e eight hundred young men who. he walked over to the motor car where the woman sat crying in the rorner answered the advertisement But this Paco who waited on table at the. That was a pretry thing to do he said in a toneless voice He would Pension LUarca had no father to forgive him nor anything for the father. have left you too to forgive He had two older sisters who were chambermaids at the Luarca. Stop it she said who had gotten their place through coming from the same small village. Of course it s an accident he said I know that as a former Luarca chambermaid who had proven hardworking and honest. Stop it she said and hence given her village and its products a good name and these sisters. Don t worry he said There will be a certain amount of unpleas had paid his wayan the auto bus to Madrid and gotten him his job as an. antness but I will have some photographs taken that will be very useful apprentice waiter He came from a village in a pan of Extramadura where. at the inquest There s the testimony of the gun bearers and the driver too conditions were incredibly primitive food scarce and comforts unknown. You re perfectly all right and he had worked hard ever since he could remember. Stop it she said He was a well built boy with very black rather curly hair good teeth. There s a hell of a lot to be done he said And I ll have to send a and a skin that his sisters envi ed and he had a ready and unpuzzled smile. truck off to the lake to wireless for a plane to take the three of us into He was fast on his feet and did his work well and he loved his sisters who. Nairobi Why didn t you poison him That s what they do in England seemed beautiful and sophisticated he loved Madrid which was still an. Stop it Stop it Stop it the woman cried unbelievable place and he loved his work which done under bright lights. Wilson looked at her with his flat blue eyes with dean linen the wearing of evening dothes and abundant food in. I m through now he said I was a little angry I d begun to like your the kitchen seemed romantically beautifuL. husband There were from eight to a dozen other people who lived at the Luarca. Oh please stop it she said Please stop it and ate in the dining room but for Paco the youngest of the three walters. That s better Wilson said Please is much better Now I ll stop who served at table the only ones who really existed were the bullfighters. Second rate matadors lived at that pension because the address in the. Calle San Jeronimo was good the food was excellent and the room and. board was cheap It is necessary for a bull fighter to give the appearance. if not of prosperity at least of respectability since decorum and dignity.

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