He wants money." Ahmed spoke.

The bearer fell upon his knees.
Three shots, at intervals! The colonel and Bruce stared into each other's eyes.
"God in Heaven!" gasped the colonel; "those are revolver shots!" "Bring the net!" shouted Ahmed.

To the trembling bearer he said: "Lead us; we follow.

And if you have spoken the truth you shall not only have your freedom, but rupees for your old age." A lion's net is a heavy affair, but with the aid of the keepers the men ran as quickly and lightly as if burdenless.

Smoke.