"He is searching about with his trunk!"
Or: "He is moving his ears. What big ears he has!"
"Stas! Stas! He is getting up! Oh!"
Stas approached hurriedly and seized Nell's hand.
The elephant actually rose, and now the children could observe his immense size. They had previously seen huge elephants which were carried on vessels through the Suez Canal bound from India to Europe, but not one of them could compare with this colossus, who actually looked like a huge slate-colored rock walking on four feet. He differed from the others in the size of his tusks which reached five or more feet and, as Nell already observed, his ears, which were of fabulous proportions. His fore legs were high but comparatively thin, which was undoubtedly due to the fast of many days.
"Oh, that is a Lilliputian!" laughed Stas. "If he should rear himself and stretch out his trunk, he might catch you by the feet."
But the colossus did not think of rearing or catching any one by the feet. With an unsteady gait he approached the egress of the ravine, gazed for a while over the precipice, at the bottom of which water was seething; afterwards he turned to the wall close to the waterfall, directed his trunk towards it, and, having immersed it as best he could, began to drink.
"It is his good fortune," Stas said, "that he can reach the water with his trunk. Otherwise he would have died."
The elephant drank so long that finally the little girl became alarmed.
"Stas, won't he harm himself?" she asked.
"I don't know," he replied, laughing, "but since you have taken him under your care, warn him now."
So Nell leaned over the edge and cried:
"Enough, dear elephant, enough!"
