"About the different houses and landings, Sahib," replied the old hunter. "They like to get near to where people live, because of the little animals that come too."
"I shouldn't have thought that there were so many for miles and miles."
"Oh yes, Sahib; there are many nagas about."
"You must have seen the same ones over again," said Harry.
"No, Sahib; it was not so, because I killed as many as I said."
"Killed them!"
"Yes, Sahib; when I knew that you had been bitten, I felt that I must have been neglectful, and I set to work seeking for nagas with my two men, and we killed all those. You see, it is easy. When you find one, there is sure to be its husband or its wife somewhere near."
"Then you killed all those because I was bitten?" said Harry.
"Yes, Sahib, and we are going to kill more. They are dangerous things.
Would the Sahib like to go out to-day?"
"Yes, we should; shouldn't we, Phra?"