"Now, Dick, you must tell us all about it."
Dick was not a great hand at writing letters, so he had not entered, with any fullness, into the details of what he was doing, the principal point being to let his mother know that he was alive and well.
"Before he begins," the Rajah said, "I will send for Rajbullub and Surajah. Master Dick is rather fond of cutting his stories short, and we must have Surajah here to fill up details."
Surajah and his father soon appeared. The former was warmly greeted by the Rajah, and when they had seated themselves on a divan, Dick proceeded to tell the story. He was not interrupted, until he came to the incident of the killing of the tiger, and here Surajah was called upon to supplement the story, which he did, doing full credit to the quickness with which Dick had, without a moment's loss of time, cut the netting and ascended to the window.
When Dick came to the incident of the ladies of the harem presenting them, in Tippoo's presence, with the two caskets, Mrs. Holland broke in:
"You did not say anything about that in your letter, Dick. Let me see your casket. Where is it?"
"It is in one of the saddlebags," Dick said.
"They are in my room," Rajbullub corrected. "Surajah brought them up at once."
"Then he had better get them," the Rajah said.
"What do they contain, Dick?" he asked, as Surajah left the room.