Are we leaves blown hither and thither for his amusement?
Nay! We belong to the British Army! Tell him we will march toward Gallipoli or nowhither! We will march until opposite Gallipoli, and search for some means of crossing." "I will take that as Gooja Singh's message, then," said I.
"Nay, nay!" said he.

"That is the regiment's message!" And the dozen men with whom he had been whispering nodded acquiescence.

"Is Gooja Singh the regiment ?" I asked.
"No," said he, "but I am OF the regiment.

I am not a man running back and forth, false to both sides!" I was not taken by surprise.

Something of that sort sooner or later I knew must come, but I would have preferred another time and place.
"Be thou go-between then, Gooja Singh!" said I."I accepted only under strong persuasion.