You scramble under a large, leafy bush, hoping
you are safely hidden.  The guards and their tigers 
are prowling closer and closer along the path.
They are certainly after somebody, but you can't
believe that they know about you.  Then they are
past!  Just to be on the safe side you wait for over
twenty minutes before you set off again.  Then you
begin to hike through the jungle once more.
  Suddenly something grabs your ankle.  You
look down to see what it is, but before you manage
that, you are jerked twenty feet into the air. You
hang upside down, twisting and turning, feeling a
bit queasy in the middle.  As you try to bend up to
reach whatever it is -- a rope? -- that has caught
you, you hear a very Brittish voice:
   "Oh, my.  That won't be necessary.  I'll just let
you down.  You're not the one I expected."
   You scan the bushes, but the person speaking 
has chosen not to be seen.  The ground comes up
slowly to meet you.  WHen you are safely on solid
earth once more, you quickly loosen the noose
that binds your ankle and slip your foot free.
   A little brown man jumps down from the leaves
that were concealing him.
   "Hello there," he says, smiling.  "This is indeed
unexpected.  But you're a welcome sight.  My
name is Ffloyd.  I'm sorry for your little adventure
in the air, but as I said, I thought you would be
someone else.  Someone distinctly unpleasent.
   "Hello," you say, holding out your hand.  You
tell him your name.  Then, curious, you ask,
"Whom were you expecting?"

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