"Ah, I need not try to teach you, Sree."
"Here's father," cried Harry, as Mr. Kenyon came out of the open window of the bungalow and walked down to where they stood.
"Ah, Cameron, how are you? Glad to see you, man. How is the wife?"
"Complaining about the heat. But look yonder."
He pointed at the floating reptile, and the merchant uttered an exclamation of wonder.
"So that explains the firing, boys. It is a monster. What a good riddance! What are you going to do, Sree?"
"Put a rope round his neck and bring him ashore, Sahib."
"Yes, we ought to take some measurements. But be careful, or it will capsize you; I don't think it's dead."
"It will be soon, Sahib," said the man meaningly.
"Yes, but those creatures have such strength in their tails. Where is your spear, man?"