o the Raj for whom I fight!"
"I believe you, Juggut Khan! Did you have to cut your way out?"
The Rajput smiled.
"There was a message to deliver, sahib! What would you? Should I have
waited while they arrested me?"
"Oh! You managed to evade them, did you?"
"At least I am here, sahib!"
The general chewed at his mustache, leaned his chair back against the
wall and tapped at his boot with a riding-cane.
"Tell me, Juggut Khan," he said after another minute's thought, "what
is your idea? Is this sporadic? Is this a local outbreak? Will this die
down, if left to burn itself out?"
The Rajput laughed aloud.
"'Sporadic,"' he answered, "is a word of which I have yet to learn
the meaning. If 'sporadic' means rebellion from Peshawur to Cape
Cormorin--revolution, rape, massacre, arson, high treason, torture,
death to every European and every half-breed and every loyal native
north, south, east and west--then, yes, General sahib, 'sporadic' would
be the proper word. If your Honor should mean less than that, then some
other word is needed!"
"Then you confirm my own opinion. You are inclined to think that this is
an organized and country-wide rebellion?"
"I know of what I speak, sahib!"
"You don't think that you are being influenced in your opinion by the
fact that you have seen a massacre, and have lost everything you had?"
"Nay, sahib! This is no hour for joking, or for bearing of false
tidings. I tell you, up, sahib! Boots and saddles! Strike!"
The general chewed at his mustache another minute.
"You know this province well?" he asked.
"None better than I. I have traversed every yard of it, attending to my
business."
"And your business is?"
"Each to his trade, sahib. My trade is honorable."
"I have good reasons for asking, and no impertinence is meant. Be
good enough to tell me. I wish to know what value I may place on your
opinion."
"Sahib, I am a full sergeant of the Rajput Horse retired. I bear one
medal."
"And--"
"I sell charms, sahib."
"What sort of charms?"
"All sorts. But principally charms against the evil eye, and the red
sickness, and death by violence. But, also love-charms now and then,
and now and then a death-charm to a man who has an enemy and lacks
swordsmanship or courage. I trade with each and every man, sahib, and
listen to the talk of each, and hold my tongue!"
"Strange trade for a soldier, isn't it?"
"Would you have me a robber, sahib? Or shall I sweep
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