"Great Scotland! This isn't the place for anyone with nerves!" ejaculated Noel. "I heard this morning that there's a most ferocious man-eater in the Khantali district. I'm longing to have a shot at him, but they say he's as cunning as Beelzebub, and never shows unless he has some game on. And the jungle's so beastly thick all round there. It doesn't give anyone a chance. Why can't His Objectionable Excellency turn his hand to something useful, and clear some of it away? By the way, I tried to catch a _karait_ this morning. I am going to start a menagerie for Peggy's edification. But our _khit_, who is a very officious person when he isn't wrapt in contemplation of nothing in particular, interfered and killed the little beast before I had time to explain. I told him he was a silly ass, but he seemed to think he had done something praiseworthy. What's the best remedy for a _karait's_ bite?" "The only known remedy is to sit down and die with as good a grace as possible," said Nick, entering at the moment. "But it's just as well to be sure it is a _karait_ before you take those measures, as there are more hopeful remedies for other species." He held out his hand to Noel with a cheery smile. "Pleased to meet you. I have already made the acquaintance of one member of your illustrious family." "Have you though?" said Noel. "That's rather a handicap for me, isn't it?" Nick's glance travelled swiftly over him and passed. "If you're as good a chap as your brother, you'll do," he said. "Oh, I'm not," said Noel hastily. "If you're talking about Max, he's the only respectable Wyndham there is, and that's only because he hasn't time to be anything else. He wrote and told me you were coming here. I was at Budhpore then, but I set to work double quick and got myself transferred." "What for?" said Nick. Noel winked confidentially. "I wanted to see the fun," he said. Again for the passage of a second Nick's eyes regarded him, and then over the shrewd, yellow face there flashed a sudden smile. "Are you a cricketer?" said Nick. "You bet I am!" said Noel boyishly. Nick nodded. "I was myself once." "Only once, Nick?" protested Musgrave, with a smile that was scarcely humorous. Nick turned to him with a semi-rueful grimace. "Oh, my cricketing days are over. All I'm good for now is to teach other fellows the rules of the game." At this point a high voice made itself heard in the distance, imperiously demanding Noel's presence. "Oh, Jupiter!" exclaimed Noel. "That's Peggy! Excuse me, you chaps! She has been saving up her prayers for my benefit, and I came early on purpose!" He was gone with the words, with all an ardent lover's alacrity, and Will Musgrave smiled. "He's a heady youngster, but there's real stuff in him." "Sound, is he?" said Nick. "I should say so; but fancy he's a bit fiery," said Will.