I had myself a curious adventure.

An Arab told me that he knew where a boar was lying in the long grass, and that he would take me to the spot if I would accompany him.

We started off together, and on getting well into the wood we went on our hands and knees, crawling under the trees and brushwood, towards the spot where the boar was supposed to be.

We had to keep quite close together.

I carried round my neck a very pretty silver whistle, which I prized exceedingly.