“And so am I!” cried Tamba’s mother, as she purred and rubbed him with her paw. “Oh, to think of having you back again after all these years! I am so glad!”
“And I am glad to get back!” said Tamba. “I had a lot of adventures before I got here, though.”
“Oh, do tell us about them!” purred Tamba’s sister. “I love to hear adventure stories.”
“So do I,” said Tamba’s brother. “Tell us about the circus.”
“First, let him have something to eat,” suggested Tamba’s mother. “You are hungry, aren’t you?” she asked.
“Indeed I am,” said Tamba.
Then they brought him a big chunk of meat from the cave, and when he had eaten that and had taken a drink from the pool Tamba sat down and began his story.
“I have been in many places,” he said, “but, most of all, I like to be back in the jungle. I am never going away again!”
“And to think you found us again, after all these years!” said his mother.
“I think it is wonderful!” added his sister.