when you bandaged up a boy and gave him your own drinking-water and
carried him in to Bholat on your shoulder, twenty miles or more."

"Oh, as for that--any other man would have done the same thing.
That was nothing!"

"Strange that when a white man does an honorable deed he lies about
it!" said Juggut Khan. "That was not nothing, sahib, and you know
it was not nothing! You know that from the heat and the exertion
you were ill for more than a month afterward. And you know that
there were others there, of my own people, who might have done what
you did, and did not!"

"But, hang it all! Why drag up a little thing like this?"

"Because, sahib, I might have no other opportunity, and--"

"Well? And what?"

"And the Rajput boy whom you carried was my son!"




III.

The finding of a remount for Juggut Khan was not so troublesome as
might have been supposed. The rumors and plans and whispered orders
for the coming struggle had been passed around the countryside for
months past, and every man who owned a horse had it stalled safely