"You Burton Sahib?" he inquired, bringing his gaze to a rest on the showman.
"Yes," was the answer.
"You look, see what I can do?" queried the Hindoo.
"If you've got something you want to sell——"
"The honorable sahib makes the mistake. Dekke!"
Then, with this native word, which signifies "look," the Hindoo dropped his eyes to the round, flat basket and brought the end of the musical instrument to his lips.
[CHAPTER III.]
BURTON'S LUCK.
While the notes of the gourd flute echoed through the tent, the cover of the round basket began to quiver and shake. Finally it slipped back, and there were startled exclamations and a brisk, recoiling movement on the part of the spectators as the head of a venomous cobra showed itself.