She thanked me profusely, and was really grateful.
On deck next day she was very communicative.

They were going to make the regular tour first, she said, but were to go on to the Tibetan frontier at the end, where Sir Ivor had a contract to construct a railway, in a very wild region.

Tigers?
Natives?
Oh, she didn't mind either of THEM; but she was told that that district--what did they call it?
the Terai, or something--was terribly unwholesome.

Fever was what-you-may-call-it there--yes, "endemic"-- that was the word; "oh, thank you, Dr.
Cumberledge." She hated the very name of fever.

"Now you, Miss Wade, I suppose," with an awestruck smile, "are not in the least afraid of it ?" Hilda looked up at her calmly.