I'll see it through now if there's no ivory and nothing but trouble! That dame can't thimblerig me!" "We're supposed to know where the ivory is," grinned Fred.

"Keep it up! They'll hunt us so carefully that they'll save us the trouble of watching them!" "I'm beginning to think we do know where the ivory is," said I.

"I believe it's on Mount Elgon and they mean to prevent our getting it." "If that turns out true, we'll have to give them the slip, that's all," said Fred, and got out his concertina.

Just as Monty always played chess when his brain was busy, Fred likes to think to the strains of his infernal instrument.

One could not guess what he was thinking about, but the wide world knew he was perplexed, and Lady Saffren Waldon in the next compartment must have suffered.
After a while he commenced picking out the tunes of comic songs, and before long chanced on one that somebody in the front part of the train recognized and began to sing.