[With Clive in India by G. A. Henty]@TWC D-Link bookWith Clive in India CHAPTER 16: A Tiger Hunt 11/24
It had a way of wagging its tail that made you feel uncomfortable like, to the sole of yer boots; and after looking at me for some time, the baste opened its mouth, and gave a roar that shook the whole establishment.
It's a baste safer to let alone than to meddle with." "But we shall be up on the top of an elephant.
We shall be safe enough there, you know." "Maybe, yer honor," Tim said doubtfully; "but I mind me that, when I was a boy, me and my brother Peter was throwing sods at an old tomcat of my mother's, who had stolen our dinners, and it ran up a wall ten feet high.
Well, yer honor, the tiger is as big as a hundred tomcats, and by the same token he ought to be able to run up a wall--" "A thousand feet high, Tim? He can't do that.
Indeed, I question whether he could run up much higher than a cat. "We are to start this evening, and shall be there by midnight.
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