So the babu waddled to him, judging his salaam shrewdly so that it
suggested deference while leaving no doubt as to the intended insult.

"What do you know about this?"

"As peaceful citizen in pursuance of daily bread and other
perquisites, I claim protection of police! While proceeding on way
was thrown to ground violentlee by galloping horse whose rider urged
same in opposite direction. Observe my deshabille. Regard this mud on
my person. I insist on full rigor of the law for which I am taxed
inordinately."

"What sort of a horse? Who rode it? How long ago?"

"Am losing all count of time since being overwhelmed. Should say
veree recently, however. The horse was ridden by a person who urged
it vehemently. It was a brown horse, I think."

"Which way did he go?"

"How should I know? He went away, knocking me over in transit and
causing me great distress."

"Was he armed?"

"Two arms. With one he steered the animal. With the other he urged
him, thus."

The babu described in pantomime an imaginary human riding for his