"I believe you, my son!" King chuckled, half aloud. "I surely
believe you! I'll watch! Ham dekta hai!"

"Why was that man arrested?" asked an acid voice behind him; and
without troubling to turn his head, he knew that Major Hyde was
to be his carriage mate again. To be vindictive, on duty or off it,
is foolishness; but to let opportunity slip by one is a crime. He
looked glad, not sorry, as be faced about--pleased, not disappointed--
like a man on a desert island who has found a tool.

"Why was that man arrested?" the major asked again.

"I ordered it," said King.

"So I imagined. I asked you why."

King stared at him and then turned to watch the prisoner being
dragged away; he was fighting again, striking at his captors' heads
with handcuffed wrists.

"Does he look innocent?" asked King.

"Is that your answer?" asked the major. Balked ambition is an ugly
horse to ride. He had tried for a command but had been shelved.

"I have sufficient authority," said King, unruffled. He spoke as
if he were thinking of something entirely different. His eyes were
as if they saw the major from a very long way off and rather approved
of him on the whole.