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track, and its great eyes viewed with terror the open 

 line made by the path on which we stood. At my 

 sign Malias held Nibong, and as the pelandok bounded 

 across the path I had time to rush forward and seize 

 Kumbang. 



The Malays all thought that I objected to dogs 

 trained to deer acknowledging the scent of so small 

 an animal as a mouse-deer, and little Che Ngah 

 Durani only half -guessed that he had hit upon the 

 truth when he laughed and said, " It was only right 

 that Sir Peace of the Forest should go free to-day." 



