The idea that at first I took him for a wild beast seemed to amuse him.

A wild beast! A faithful poodle, rather! Then with a sneeze he went up the animal scale to human rank.
"But," said he to me, lowering his voice, "two nights ago I thought all was lost.

The van was closed.

I had just lighted my little lamp, and had begun my supper when a knock came against the panel--" "I did that, Kinko, I did that.

And that night we should have become acquainted if the train had not run into a dromedary." "It was you! I breathe again!" said Kinko.