"'There are other things deep in the jungle, my lord, that no man may look upon and live.'
"'What, for example?' demanded King.
"'The ghosts of my ancestors,' answered the Cambodian, 'the Khmers who dwelt here in great cities ages ago. Within the dark shadows of the jungle the ruins of their cities still stand, and down the dark aisles of the forest pass the ancient kings and warriors and little sad-faced queens on ghostly elephants. We might escape My Lord the Tiger and the wild elephants, but no man may look upon the ghosts of the dead Khmers and live.'"