w they can go for days without
wanting any more? Can't you see it's empty now?"

"Poor camel!" said one of the boys.

"Yes, poor, and no mistake! Why, it's all in rags," cried Burney, and
the unhappy-looking beast went mincing on, to be followed by another van
labelled "Birds." Then came one labelled ominously and in very large
letters, "Serpents;" those next in succession containing antelopes,
nylghaus, crocodiles, eagles, rhinoceroses, zebras, monkeys,
orang-outangs, chimpanzees, rib-nosed baboons, and so on, and so on,
cage after cage, den after den, a procession of so many painted yellow
vans drawn by very unsatisfactory-looking horses, till, as the last one
came into sight far on the right, it was observed by the boys as they
stood leaning their elbows on the wall that there was something special
being kept for the finale, for the crowd was closing in behind and
coming on surrounding this last van.

"Oh, I shall be so glad when it's all over," said Singh. "I would have
said let's go away ever so long ago, only the Doctor might think it
disagreeable after he had given us leave to see."

"Yes, it would have looked bad," replied Glyn. "It seems to me such a
shame," he continued, "getting us all here to see a procession of wild
beasts, and all we have seen is a camel."

"But don't you see--" began Singh.

"Of course; I said so. I have seen a camel. But if the man let the
people see all his wild beasts they wouldn't pay to go into his show."

"Oh," cried Singh, "that's it. I never thought of that. Of course.
But what are the people all crowding up for behind that last van?"

"Because it's the end," said the small boy who had spoken before.

"No; but there's something they can see, for they are all pressing close
up, and the boys are stooping down to look underneath."

"Yes, and there's a man with a whip trying to keep them back."

That was all plain enough to view as the great van, drawn by four stout
cart-horses, came nearer, with the whip-armed carter who walked by their
side varying his position to cross round by the back, making-believe to
use his whip and keep the boys from getting too close.

"Well, they can see something," said Glyn, as the great vehicle came
nearly abreast; and as it did the lad gripped his companion by the
shoulder.

"Look, look!" he cried. "My word, it is queer!"

"What is?" said Singh excitedly.

"Two pairs of giants' trousers walking underneath the van. There, can