women in the affairs of men is not in keeping with caste. If you pass
the order that we are not to have rations now that we are far from
home, what are we to do? Think you that Raja Karowlee--"

"Do! do! if you serve not Sindhia what care I what you do. Go back to
your honourable trade of thieving. And as to Raja Karowlee, a man who
keeps a colony of cowards--what care I for him. Go, go!"

The jamadars with glowering eyes turned from the Dewan, even the harsh
salaam they uttered in going sounded like a curse.

And when they had gone, Baptiste was startled by a gurgling laugh
bubbling up from the Dewan's fat throat.

"Sirdar," he chuckled, "I've given that posing Rajput a poem to commit
to memory. Ha-ha! They have two strong reasons now for going--their
shame and lean stomachs."

"They won't go," Baptiste declared. "When a man is afraid of anything
he can find a thousand reasons for not making the endeavour. If
Sindhia will give me the troops I will make an end of Amir Khan."

"And make enemies of the Pindaris: that we do not want; we want them to
fight with us, not against us. The great struggle is about to take
place; Holkar and Bhonsla and Sindhia, perhaps even the King of Oudh,
leagued together, the accursed English will be driven from India. But
even now they are trying to win over Amir Khan and his hundred thousand
horsemen by promises of territory and gold. With the Chief out of the
way they would disband; he is a great leader, and they flock to his
flag. You saw the Englishman, Captain Barlow?"