And Gooja Singh swore morning, noon and night that as prisoners of war we should not be entitled to pay from the British in any event, even supposing we could ever contrive to find the British and rejoin them.
"Let us loot, then, and pay ourselves!" was the unanimous verdict, I being about the only one who did not voice it.

I claim no credit.

I saw no loot, so what was the use of talking?
We were crossing a desert where a crow could have found small plunder.

But being by common consent official go-between I rode to Ranjoor Singh's side and told him what the men were saying.
"Aye," he nodded, not so much as looking sidewise, "any one would know they are saying that.

What say the Turk and Tugendheim ?" "Loot, too!" said I, and he grunted.
It was this way, sahib.