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“Have you employed every possible means to get rid of this tigress?” asked Banks. “Yes, indeed, everything: traps, pitfalls, and even baits prepared with strychnine! Nothing has succeeded!” “Well, my friend,” said Captain Hood, “I can’t promise for certain to give satisfaction, but I assure you we will do our very best.” Thereupon a battue was organized for that same day. Our party and the shikarries were joined by about twenty mountaineers, who were well acquainted with the country. Although Banks was so little of a sportsman he accompanied our expedition with the most lively interest. For three days we searched about all round the neighborhood, but with no result, except that a couple of tigers, which no one thought much of, fell by the captain’s gun. “Forty-five!” was all the remark