Next day a panther hunt in the afternoon. We watched from a machan set up 50 feet from the bait. By 6:30 it was too dark for pictures, even with a Tri-X. Shortly after 6:30 a panther was spotted, but he had seen us and did not come down. A hyena comes by; night falls; the birds retire with a farewell of great, though melodious noise, and we leave at 7:45. The peace and serenity cannot be described.
The next day, the maharaja asked me:
"What do you think of my guests? I like to discuss them. When you leave, we will discuss you, too."
The accident which caused Ylla's death took place outside Bharatpur two days later.