But he did not understand my Hindustani, which was of the civilised _Urdu_ kind learnt in the North-West Provinces.

The man went quickly along, and I tried to make the collector comprehend what I saw.

But the pad elephants were coming out of the water and forcing themselves between our beasts, and he hardly caught what I said in the confusion.

The track led away to my left, nearly opposite to the elephant bearing Mr.
Ghyrkins and his niece.

The little Pegnugger man was on my right.