"I say," said Harry suddenly, "this would be just the place for fireflies. Let's tell Dr. Cameron, and we'll have a trip up some night. We might shoot some of the queer night birds."
"Yes," said Phra, "and something else too. There are tigers up here, they say."
"So much the better. We should get a chance to shoot one then by accident. I say, where should we come to if we kept right on as far as the river ran?"
"To the place it started from."
"Well, I know that; but where is it?"
"Oh, it's all our country. There are mountains there, and plenty of elephants, Sree says."
"Let's have an expedition right up then, and bring a tent and plenty of provisions. We ought to be able to get all kinds of new specimens."
"I'm willing," said Phra; "but hadn't we better turn back now?"
"Think they will be coming back from the tiger hunt?"
"Most likely. I say, Hal, it hasn't been a bad time, has it?"