A Sikh, sahib, with a soldier's heart and ears too big for his head--excellent things on outpost, where the little noises often mean so much, but all too easy for Gooja Singh to whisper into.
Of the other four, the next was Ramnarain Singh, the shortest as to inches of us all, but perhaps the most active on his feet.

A man with a great wealth of beard and too much dignity due to his father's THALUKDARI [Footnote: Landed estate.] His father pockets the rent of three fat villages, so the son believes himself a wisehead.

A great talker.

Brave in battle, as one must be to be daffadar of Outram's Own, but too assertive of his own opinion.

He and Gooja Singh were ever at outs, resentful of each other's claim to wisdom.
Next was Chatar Singh, like me, son and grandson of a soldier of the raj--a bold man, something heavy on his horse, but able to sever a sheep in two with one blow of his saber--very well regarded by the troopers because of physical strength and willingness to overlook offenses.