"He acts as though he knew you, pard," observed McGlory.
Dhondaram must have caught the words, for instantly he shifted his gaze from Matt to the showman.
"Burra Burton can't give me a job in the big show?" he went on.
"No," was Burton's decisive reply. "You're a Hindoo. Tell me, do you know a countryman of yours named Ben Ali?"
Dhondaram shook his head.
"Or Aurung Zeeb?"
Another shake of the head. Dhondaram, seemingly in much disappointment, gathered up his scarlet robe and his basket and started out.
"Know of any one who can handle an elephant?" Burton called after him.
Dhondaram whirled around, his eyes sparkling.
"I handle elephants, sahib," he declared.