A white leg was suddenly thrust up into the air and violently agitated, and the next moment there was a deep-throated growl�the tigers were on the kill and were having a difference of opinion over some toothful morsel. For several minutes, I stood perfectly still; the leg continued to be agitated, but the growl was not repeated. A nearer approach was not advisable, for even if I succeeded in covering the thirty yards without being seen, and managed to kill one of the tigers, the other, as likely as not, would blunder into me, and the ground I was on would give me no chance of defending myself.�