Our guide rode on ahead for the parley with him after assuring us that the Prince would be glad to welcome the Ta Lama, though at the time I remarked great anxiety and fear in his features as he spoke.

Before long we emerged on to a large plain well covered with small bushes.

Down by the shore of the river we made out big yurtas with yellow and blue flags floating over them and easily guessed that this was the seat of government.

Soon our guide returned to us.

His face was wreathed with smiles.