So cheer up, Doctor, for you have much to be thankful for." "Yes," I repeated after him, "much to be thankful for, but still I would that I had more after all these years to search.

To think that I should be so close to him and he know nothing of it." After the ceasing of the song and the departure of my son, there appeared upon the back of the idol three Fung warriors, fine fellows clad in long robes and armed with spears, and behind them a trumpeter who carried a horn or hollowed elephant's tusk.

These men marched up and down the length of the platform from the rise of the neck to the root of the tail, apparently to make an inspection.

Having found nothing, for, of course, they could not see us hidden behind the bushes on our little plateau, of which no doubt they did not even know the existence, and much less that it was connected with the mountain plain of Mur, the trumpeter blew a shrill blast upon his horn, and before the echoes of it had died away, vanished with his companions.
"Sunset tour of inspection.

Seen the same kind of thing as at Gib.," said the Sergeant.