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  Isawtheceiling-clothnearlyinthecentreoftheroombagwithashapethatwaspressingitdownwardanddownwardtowardthelightedlampsonthetableIsnatchedalampoutofdangerandstoodbackThentheclothrippedoutfromthewalls,tore,split,swayed,andshotdownuponthetablesomethingthatIdarednotlookattillStricklandhadsliddowntheladderandwasstandingbymyside。

  Hedidnotsaymuch,beingamanoffewwords,buthepickedupthelooseendofthetable-clothandthrewitoverthethingonthetable。

  “Itstrikesme。”saidhe,pullingdownthelamp,“ourfriendImrayhascomebackOh!youwould,wouldyou?”

  Therewasamovementunderthecloth,andalittlesnakewriggle’dout,tobeback-brokenbythebuttofthemasheerrodIwassufficientlysicktomakenoremarksworthrecording。

  StricklandmeditatedandhelpedhimselftodrinksliberallyThethingundertheclothmadenomoresignsoflife。

  “IsitImray?”Isaid。

  Stricklandturnedbacktheclothforamomentandlooked“ItisImray,’1hesaid,“andhisthroatiscutfromeartoear。”

  Thenwespokebothtogetherandtoourselves:

  “That’swhyhewhisperedaboutthehouse。”

  Tietjens,inthegarden,begantobayfuriouslyAlittlelaterhergreatnoseheaveduponthedining-roomdoor。

  ShesniffedandwasstillThebrokenandtatteredceiling-clothhungdownalmosttothelevelofthetable,andtherewashardlyroomtomoveawayfromthediscovery。

  ThenTietjenscameinandsatdown,herteethbaredandherforepawsplantedShelookedatStrickland。

  “It’sbadbusiness,oldlady。”saidhe“Mendon’tgoupintotheroofsoftheirbungalowstodie,andtheydon’tfastenuptheceiling-clothbehind’emLet’sthinkitout。”

  “Let’sthinkitoutsomewhereelse。”Isaid。

  “Excellentidea!TurnthelampsoutWe’llgetintomyroom。”

  IdidnotturnthelampsoutIwentintoStrickland’sroomfirstandallowedhimtomakethedarknessThenhefollowedme,andwelightedtobaccoandthoughtStricklanddidthethinkingIsmokedfuriouslybecauseIwasafraid。

  “Imrayisback。”saidStrickland“Thequestionis,whokilledImray?Don’ttalk-IhaveanotionofmyownWhenItookthisbungalowItookmostofImray’sservantsImraywasguile-lessandinoffensive,wasn’the?”

  Iagreed,thoughtheheapundertheclothlookedneitheronethingnortheother。

  “IfIcalltheservantstheywillstandfastinacrowdandlielikeAryansWhatdoyousuggest?”

  “Call’eminonebyone。”Isaid。

  “They’llrunawayandgivethenewstoalltheirfellows。”saidStrickland。

  “Wemustsegregate’emDoyousupposeyourservantknowsanythingaboutit?”

  “Hemay,foraughtIknow,hutIdon’tthinkit’slikelyHehasonlybeenheretwoorthreedays。”

  “What’syournotion?”Iasked。

  “Ican’tquitetellHowthedickensdidthemangetthewrongsideoftheceiling-cloth?”

  TherewasaheavycoughingoutsideStrickland’sbedroomdoor。

  ThisshowedthatBahadurKhan,hisbody-servant,hadwakedfromsleepandwishedtoputStricklandtobed。

  “Comein。”saidStrickland“Itisaverywarmnight,isn’tit?”

  BahadurKhan,agreat,green-turbaned,six-footMohammedan,saidthatitwasaverywarmnight,butthattherewasmorerainpending,which,byhishonor’sfavor,wouldbringrelieftothecountry。

  “Itwillbeso,ifGodpleases。”saidStrickland,tuggingoffhishoots“Itisinmymind,BahadurKhan,thatIhaveworkedtheeremorselesslyformanydays-eversincethattimewhenthoufirstcameintomyserviceWhattimewasthat?”

  “Hastheheaven-bornforgotten?ItwaswhenImraySahibwentsecretlytoEuropewithoutwarninggiven,andIevenI-cameintothehonoredserviceoftheprotectorofthepoor。”

  “AndImraySahibwenttoEurope?”

  “Itissosaidamongtheservants。”

  “Andthouwilttakeservicewithhimwhenhereturns?”

  “Assuredly,sahibHewasagoodmasterandcherishedhisdependents。”

  “ThatistrueIamverytired,butIcangobuck-shootingto-morrowGivemethelittleriflethatI

  useforblackbuck;itisinthecaseyonder。”

  Themanstoopedoverthecase,bandedbarrels,stock,andfore-endtoStrickland,whofittedthemtogetherYawningdolefully,thenhereacheddowntothegun-case,tookasoliddrawncartridge,andslippeditintothebreechofthe。360express。

  “AndImraySahibhasgonetoEuropesecretly?Thatisverystrange,BahadurKhan,isitnot?”

  “WhatdoIknowofthewaysofthewhiteman,heaven-born?”

  “Verylittle,trulyButthoushaltknowmoreIthasreachedmethatImraySahibhasreturnedfromhissolongjourneyings,andthatevennowheliesinthenextroom,waitinghisservant。”

  “Sahib!”

  Thelamp-lightslidalongthebarrelsoftherifleastheyleveledthemselvesagainstBahadurKhan’sbroadbreast。

  “Gothenandlook!”saidStrickland。

  “TakealampThymasteristired,andhewaitsGo!”

  Themanpickedupalampandwentintothedining-room,Stricklandfollowing,andalmostpushinghimwiththemuzzleoftherifleHelookedforamomentattheblackdepthsbehindtheceiling-cloth,atthecarcassofthemangledsnakeunderfoot,andlast,agreyglazesettingonhisface,atthethingunderthetable-cloth。

  “Hastthouseen?”saidStrickland,afterapause。

  “IhaveseenIamclayinthewhiteman’shandsWhatdoesthepresencedo?”

  “Hangtheewithinamonth!Whatelse?”

  “Forkillinghim?Nay,sahib,considerWalkingamongus,hisservants,hecasthiseyesuponmychild,whowasfouryearsold。

  Himhebewitched,andintendayshediedofthefeverMychild!”

  “WhatsaidImraySahib?”

  “Hesaidhewasahandsomechild,andpattedhimonthehead;

  whereforemychilddiedWhereforeIkilledImraySahibinthetwilight,whenhecamebackfromofficeandwassleepingTheheaven-bornknowsallthingsIamtheservantoftheheaven-born。”

  Stricklandlookedatmeabovetherifle,andsaid,inthevernacular:

  “ThouartwitnesstothissayingHehaskilled。”

  BahadurKhanstoodashengreyinthelightoftheonelampTheneedforjustificationcameuponhimveryswiftly。

  “Iamtrapped。”hesaid,“buttheoffencewasthatman’sHecastanevileyeuponmychild,andIkilledandhidhimOnlysuchasareservedbydevils。”heglaredatTietjens,crouchedstolidlybeforehim,“onlysuchcouldknowwhatIdid。”

  “ItwascleverButthoushouldsthavelashedhimtothebeamwitharopeNow,thouthyselfwilthangbyaropeOrderly!”

  AdrowsypolicemanansweredStrickland’scallHewasfollowedbyanother,andTietjenssatstill。

  “Takehimtothestation。”saidStrickland“Thereisacasetoward。”

  “DoIhang,then?”saidBahadurKhan,makingnoattempttoescapeandkeepinghiseyesontheground。

  “Ifthesunshines,orthewaterruns,thouwilthang。”saidStricklandBahadurKhansteppedbackonepace,quivered,andstoodstillThetwopolicemenwaitedfurtherorders。

  “Go!”saidStrickland。

  “Nay;butIgoveryswiftly。”saidBahadurKhan“Look!Iamevennowadeadman。”

  Heliftedhisfoot,andtothelittletoethereclungtheheadofthehalf-killedsnake,firmfixedintheagonyofdeath。

  “Icomeofland-h~dingstock。”saidBahadurKhan,rockingwherehestood“Itwereadisgraceformetogotothepublicscaffold,thereforeItakethiswayBeitrememberedthatthesahib’sshirtsarecorrectlyenumerated,andthatthereisanextrapieceofsoapinhiswashbasinMychildwasbewitched,andIslewthewizard。

  Whyshouldyouseektoslayme?Myhonorissaved,and-and-I

  die。”

  Attheendofanhourhediedastheydiewhoarebittenbythelittlekariat,andthepolicemanborehimandthethingunderthetable-clothtotheirappointedplacesTheywereneededtomakeclearthedisappearanceofImray“This。”saidStrickland,verycalmly,asheclimbedintobed,“iscalledthenineteenthcenturyDidyouhearwhatthatmansaid?”

  “Iheard。”Ianswered“Imraymadeamistake。”

  “Simplyandsolelythroughnotknowingthenatureandcoincidenceofalittleseasonalfever。

  BahadurKhanhasbeenwithhimforfouryears。”

  IshudderedMyownservanthadbeenwithmeforexactlythatlengthoftimeWhenIwentovertomyownroomIfoundhimwaiting,impassiveasthecopperheadonapenny,topulloffmyboots。

  “WhathasbefallenBahadurKhan?”saidI。

  “Hewasbittenbyasnakeanddied;therestthesahibknows。”wastheanswer。

  “Andhowmuchofthematterhastthouknown?”

  “AsmuchasmightbegatheredfromonecominginthetwilighttoseeksatisfactionGently,sahibLetmepulloffthoseboots。”

  IhadjustsettledtothesleepofexhaustionwhenIheardStricklandshoutingfromhissideofthehouse:

  “Tietjenshascomebacktoherroom!”

  AndsoshehadThegreatdeer-houndwascouchedonherownbedstead,onherownblanket,andinthenextroomtheidle,emptyceiling-clothwaggedlight-heartedlyasitflailedonthetable。

  MOTIGUJ——MUTINEER

  ONCEuponatimetherewasacoffee-planterinIndiawhowishedtoclearsomeforestlandforcoffee-plantingWhenhehadcutdownallthetreesandburnedtheunderwood,thestumpsstillremainedDynamiteisexpensiveandslowfireslowThehappymediumforstump-clearingisthelordofallbeasts,whoistheelephantHewilleitherpushthestumpoutofthegroundwithhistusks,ifhehasany,ordragitoutwithropesTheplanter,therefore,hiredelephantsbyonesandtwosandthrees,andfelltoworkTheverybestofalltheelephantsbelongedtotheveryworstofallthedriversormahouts;andthissuperiorbeast’snamewasMotiGujHewastheabsolutepropertyofhismahout,whichwouldneverhavebeenthecaseundernativerule;forMotiGujwasacreaturetobedesiredbykings,andhisname,beingtranslated,meantthePearlElephantBecausetheBritishgovernmentwasintheland,Deesa,themahout,enjoyedhispropertyundisturbedHewasdissipatedWhenhehadmademuchmoneythroughthestrengthofhiselephant,hewouldgetextremelydrunkandgiveMotiGujabeatingwithatent-pegoverthetendernailsoftheforefeetMotiGujnevertrampledthelifeoutofDeesaontheseoccasions,forheknewthatafterthebeatingwasover,Deesawouldembracehistrunkandweepandcallhimhisloveandhislifeandtheliverofhissoul,andgivehimsomeliquorMotiGujwasveryfondofliquor-arrackforchoice,thoughhewoulddrinkpalm-treetoddyifnothingbetterofferedThenDeesawouldgotosleepbetweenMotiGuj’sforefeet,andasDeesagenerallychosethemiddleofthepublicroad,andasMotiGujmountedguardoverhim,andwouldnotpermithorse,foot,orcarttopassby,trafficwascongestedtillDeesasawfittowakeup。

  Therewasnosleepinginthedaytimeontheplanter’sclearing:thewagesweretoohightoriskDeesasatonMotiGuj’sneckandgavehimorders,whileMotiGujrootedupthestumps-forheownedamagnificentpairoftusks;orpulledattheendofarope-forhehadamagnificentpairofshoulders-whileDeesakickedhimbehindtheearsandsaidhewasthekingofelephants。

  AteveningtimeMotiGujwouldwashdownhisthreehundredpounds’weightofgreenfoodwithaquartofarrack,andDeesawouldtakeashare,andsingsongsbetweenMotiGuj’slegstillitwastimetogotobedOnceaweekDeesaledMotiGujdowntotheriver,andMotiGuilayonhissideluxuriouslyintheshallows,whileDeesawentoverhimwithacoirswabandabrickMotiGujnevermistookthepoundingblowofthelatterforthesmackoftheformerthatwarnedhimtogetupandturnoverontheotherside。

  ThenDeesawouldlookathisfeetandexaminehiseyes,andturnupthefringesofhismightyearsincaseofsoresorbuddingophthalmiaAfterinspectionthetwowouldcomeupwithasongfromthesea。”MotiGuj,allblackandshining,wavingatorntreebranchtwelvefeetlonginhistrunk,andDeesaknottinguphisownlongwethair。

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