You yourself were standing boldly before it when I came up." "My child was under its feet--besides, I never thought of myself.

If I had had a weapon I should not have drawn it.

I had no thought of the tiger; I only thought that my child was dead.

She works with me, sahib; since her mother died, five years ago, we have traveled together over the country; she plays while I conjure.

She takes round the saucer for the money, and she acts with me in the tricks that require two persons; it is she who disappears from the basket.