One of the little creatures was lying upon the ground, evidently in a state of great agony.

The other was sitting up, rocking itself backwards and forwards, like a human being in pain.
"They look bad, poor little beasts," Charlie said; "but what has that got to do with my soup ?" "Shure, yer honor, isn't that jist what I keep the cratures for, just to give them a taste of everything yer honor has, and I claps it into the oven there to kape it warm till I've had time to see, by the monkeys, whether it's good." "It looks very serious," Charlie said, gravely.

"Do you go quietly out, Tim, call two men from the guardhouse, and seize the cook; and place one or two men as sentries over the other servants.

I will go across to the rajah." The latter, on hearing what had happened, ordered the cook to be brought before him, together with the various dishes prepared for the dinner.

The man, upon being interrogated, vehemently denied all knowledge of the affair.
"We shall see," the rajah said.