They descended. There was still no sign of the rest of the party. "I
expect they gave us a start to keep out of the beastly dust," said Noel.
"They'll be here directly. Nick has pitched on a secluded corner anyhow.
I shouldn't think the foot of man had trodden it for a thousand years."
Olga laughed. "I wonder. It's better than the jungle, isn't it? I don't feel nearly so creepy here."
"What price tigers?" grinned Noel.
"Oh, I've got over that," she declared. "But I didn't like your
Wilderness of Nasty Possibilities."
He flashed her a merry look. "You ought not to be afraid with Master
Overbold by your side. As for the tiger, we may meet him yet."
"Oh, no, we shan't!" she asserted with confidence. "It would be too ludicrously like a fairy-tale."
"Horribly ludicrous!" said Noel. "Well, come along and look for him!"
So side by side they started.