As it was, I had to take every insect out, clean them thoroughly as well as the box, and then seek a place of safety for them.

As the only effectual one, I begged a plate and a basin from my host, filled the former with water, and standing the latter in it placed my box on the top, and then felt secure for the night; a few inches of clean water or oil being the only barrier these terrible pests are not able to pass.
On returning home to Mamajam (as my house was called) I had a slight return of intermittent fever, which kept me some days indoors.

As soon as I was well, I again went to Goa, accompanied by Mr.Mesman, to beg the Rajah's assistance in getting a small house built for me near the forest.

We found him at a cock-fight in a shed near his palace, which however, he immediately left to receive us, and walked with us up an inclined plane of boards which serves for stairs to his house.

This was large, well-built, and lofty, with bamboo floor and glass windows.