Then having lifted its trunk as though to trumpet in triumph, it shambled off towards the forest and vanished.
The curtain of mist fell again and in it, dimly, I thought I saw--well, never mind who or what I saw.

Then I awoke.
"Well, did you see anything ?" asked a chorus of voices.
I told them what I had seen, leaving out the last part.
"I say, old fellow," said Scroope, "you must have been pretty clever to get all that in, for your eyes weren't shut for more than ten seconds." "Then I wonder what you would say if I repeated everything," I answered, for I still felt dreamy and not quite myself.
"You see elephant Jana ?" asked Harut.

"He kill woman and child, eh?
Well, he do that every night.

Well, that why people of White Kendah want you to kill _him_ and take all that ivory which they no dare touch because it in holy place and Black Kendah not let them.

So he live still.