The Numidian lion, the Rajput tiger, and the Malayan panther had cause to fear Hare Sahib.

He was even now preparing to return to Ceylon for an elephant hunt.
The two daughters went over to the tea tabouret, where a matronly maid was busying with the service.

The fragrant odor of tea permeated the room.

Hare paused at his desk.

Lines suddenly appeared on his bronzed face.