I read this some decades ago while I was in the army. Even then I couldn't put it down. At the time what impressed me was that movement in an area where a maneater was operating required care and planning similar to a small unit patrol in a hostile area. I was delighted when my wife found it in a box from our recent move. Once again I've been staying up too late reading this book. Now I'm seeing Corbet as an incredibly observant woodsman. He has an intimate knowledge of his quarry and how to stalk it. His use of the cries of the "jungle folk", as he terms the other animals in the area, to stalk the tiger is something that fascinates me. Anyone else have thoughts on this book? It was the first real "hunting" book I ever read and it continues to impress on rereading it.