'Thin I wint for the Gaff, an' by the special ordher av Providence,
for I was doin' a good work you will ondersthand, Dennis's springs
hild toight. "Now, whin the Capt'n goes for that kit," thinks I, "he'll
be throubled." At the end av _Sweethearts_ off the Capt'n runs in his
kyart to the Colonel's house, an' I sits down on the steps and laughs.
Wanst an' again I slipped in to see how the little piece was goin',
an' whin ut was near endin' I stepped out all among the carr'ges an'
sings out very softly, "Jungi!" Wid that a carr'ge began to move, an'
I waved to the dhriver. _"Hitherao!"_ sez I, an' he _hitheraoed_ till
I judged he was at proper distance, an' thin I tuk him, fair an' square
betune the eyes, all I knew for good or bad, an' he dhropped wid a
guggle like the canteen beer-engine whin ut's runnin' low. Thin I ran
to the kyart an' tuk out all the kit an' piled it into the carr'ge,
the sweat runnin' down my face in dhrops. "Go home," sez I, to the
_sais;_ "you'll find a man close here. Very sick he is. Take him away,
an' av you iver say wan wurrd about fwhat you've _dekkoed_, I'll
_marrow_ you till your own wife won't _sumjao_ who you are!" Thin I
heard the stampin' av feet at the ind av the play, an' I ran in to let
down the curtain. Whin they all came out the gurl thried to hide herself
behind wan av the pillars, an' sez "Jungi" in a voice that wouldn't
ha' scared a hare. I run over to Jungi's carr'ge an' tuk up the lousy
old horse-blanket on the box, wrapped my head an' the rest av me in
ut, an' dhrove up to where she was.

'"Miss Sahib," sez I; "going to the station? _Captain Sahib's_ order!"
an' widout a sign she jumped in all among her own kit.

'I laid to an' dhruv like steam to the Colonel's house before the
Colonel was there, an' she screamed an' I thought she was goin' off.