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'Ay--eight thousand men with guns. I remember that night.'
'But the war was not pushed. That is the Government custom. The troops
were recalled because the Government believed the Five Kings were cowed;
and it is not cheap to feed men among the high Passes. Hilas and
Bunar--Rajahs with guns--undertook for a price to guard the passes
against all coming from the North. They protested both fear and
friendship.' He broke off with a giggle into English: 'Of course, I tell
you this unoffeecially to elucidate political situation, Mister O'Hara.
Offeecially, I am debarred from criticising any action of superior. Now
I go on.--This pleased the Government, anxious to avoid expense, and a
bond was made for so many rupees a month that Hilas and Bunar should
guard the Passes as soon as the State's troops were withdrawn. At that
time--it was after we two met--I, who had been selling tea in Leh,
became a clerk of accounts in the Army. When the troops were withdrawn,
I was left behind to pay the coolies who made new roads in the Hills.
This road-making was part of the bond between Bunar, Hilas, and the
Government.'
'So; and then?'
'I tell you, it was jolly beastly cold up there too, after summer,' said
Hurree Babu confidentially. 'I was afraid these Bunar men would cut my
throat every night for thee pay-chest. My native sepoy-guard, they
laughed at me! By Jove! I was such a fearful man! Nevar mind thatt. I go
on colloquially. . . . I send word many times that these two Kings were
sold to the North; and Mahbub Ali, who was yet farther north, amply
confirmed it. Nothing was done. Only my feet were frozen, and a toe
dropped off. I sent word that the roads for which I was paying money to
the diggers were being made for the feet of strangers and enemies.'
'For?'
'For the Russians. The thing was an open jest among the coolies. Then I
was called down to tell what I knew by speech of tongue. Mahbub came
South too. See the end! Over the Passes this year after
snow-melting'--he shivered afresh--'come two strangers under cover of
shooting wild goats. They bear guns, but they bear also chains and
levels and compasses.'
'Oho! The thing gets clearer.'
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