If you are his spy, it is my duty to have you shot.

I will give you five minutes to save your skin in.' 'But--but you are my COUNTRYMAN, burra sahib!' There was a sob in his voice.
The only possible answer to that was a hug, so it went unanswered.
Colonel Starr set himself to think of his Midlanders.
Sunni lifted his blue eyes entreatingly to the Colonel's face, but he had turned it away.

He was watching a little brown lizard sunning itself outside the tent door, and wondering how long he could keep his disciplinary expression.

You could hear nothing in the tent but the ticking of the watch.

Sunni looked down at the lizard too, and so the minutes passed.
Three of them passed.