“Well, we were called insubordinate young whelps at last, and strictly
forbidden to take the Tommies out any more without orders. I wasn't
sorry, because Tommy is such an exacting sort of creature. He wants to
live as though he were in barracks all the time. I was grubbing on fowls
and boiled corn, but the Tommies wanted their pound of fresh meat, and
their half ounce of this, and their two ounces of t'other thing, and
they used to come to me and badger me for plug tobacco when we were four
days in jungle. I said: 'I can get you Burma tobacco, but I don't keep
a canteen up my sleeve.' They couldn't see it. They wanted all the
luxuries of the season, confound 'em!”
“You were alone when you were dealing with these men?” said Cleever,
watching The Infant's face under the palm of his hand. He was receiving
new ideas, and they seemed to trouble him.
“Of course, unless you count the mosquitoes. They were nearly as big as
the men. After I had to lie doggo I began to look for something to do,
and I was great pals with a man called Hicksey in the Police, the best
man that ever stepped on earth; a first-class man.”
Cleever nodded applause. He knew how to appreciate enthusiasm.
“Hicksey and I were as thick as thieves. He had some Burma mounted
police--rummy chaps, armed with sword and Snider carbine. They rode
punchy Burma ponies, with string stirrups, red cloth saddles, and red
bell-rope headstalls. Hicksey used to lend me six or eight of them when
I asked him--nippy little devils, keen as mustard. But they told their
wives too much, and all my plans got known, till I learned to give false
marching orders overnight, and take the men to quite a different village
in the morning. Then we used to catch the simple daku before breakfast,
and made him very sick. It's a ghastly country on the Hlinedatalone; all
bamboo jungle, with paths about four feet wide winding through it. The
daku knew all the paths, and potted at us as we came round a corner; but
the mounted police knew the paths as well as the daku, and we used to go
stalking 'em in and out. Once we flushed 'em, the men on the ponies had
the advantage of the men on foot. We held all the country absolutely
quiet for ten miles round, in about a month. Then we took Boh Na-ghee,
Hicksey and I and the civil officer. That was a lark!”
“I think I am beginning to understand a little,” said Cleever. “It was a
pleasure to you to administer and fight?”
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