"That we were following in the hope of being asked to get on the elephants. It would be too mean."
"Yes," said Phra, "of course. I did not think of that. Well, what shall we do?"
"I dunno. Lie down and go to sleep till they come back; that's the best way to forget it all."
"Bah! I'm not going to do that. I know: get over the river in a boat, and go and see the big Wat."
"What for? Who wants to see the old place again, with its bonzes, with their yellow robes and shaven heads?"
"We could go up the great tower again."
"Nice job to climb all the way up those steps in a hot time like this!
What's the good?"
Phra looked at him and smiled.
"You could take the telescope up, and see for miles."
"But I don't want to carry that lumpy thing up those hundreds of steps."