"
After the whispering was over (if whispering it was), the old lion
uttered another growl, as much as to say, "That sounds to me rather
improbable, but I guess I will go and see for myself." The old lion led
the way. Close by his heels followed the lioness. Next in order followed
the rest of the family. They soon arrived at the spot, and sure enough,
it was as the young lion had declared. The old lion paused for a moment,
but he soon made up his mind that there was nothing to fear. So he slowly
approached. He paused again. Daniel reached out his hand and spoke. The
lion fancied the peculiarity of that voice; so with eyes half closed he
slowly walked up to the man, and with the innocence and harmlessness of a
young spaniel, he licked the hand of the prophet. After having partially
conquered his embarrassment, he uttered another low growl, and looked
toward the rest of the company, as much as to say, "Come this way! Don't
be afraid."
They slowly and silently gathered around the strange visitor, and each
one appeared to be pleased to be permitted to come in contact with his
person in some way.
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