Kathlyn pushed the idol toward him.

The splash of it in the water scared off the unwelcome guest, and then Kathlyn lay down and slept.
A day or so later Bruce arrived at the temple.

Day after day he had hung to the trail, picking it up here and losing it there.

He found Rajah, the elephant, the howdah gone, and only the ornamental headpiece discovered to Bruce that he had found his rogue.

Rajah was docile enough; he had been domesticated so long that his freedom rather irked him.
Bruce elicited from the mourning holy men the amazing adventure in all its details.