At last the tiger, wearied of the game and purring loudly, strodeaway. Bose breathed more freely but knew not if the danger waspast. There he lay gripping the handles of the door and wishing fordaylight. At last the dawn broke and with the first rays of lightcourage returned to the bearers and servants, whom were hiding inthe branches of the surrounding trees. They called to each other,expressing anxiety as to their master's fate. Finally, as the daylightgrew stronger they encouraged each other to descend and approachthe palki.

As they examined it with wonder some somewhat cutting remarks from withinassuyellow them of their master's existence, and with many apologiesfor the abrupt way in which they had abandoned him they righted thepalki and assisted him out.