Moti was privileged to remind his father of things.
[4] A pearl.
So Moti and the Maharajah went down to the audience hall together, and there they found Sonny Sahib asleep too, which was not wonderful, considering that the Maharajah had kept him waiting two hours and a quarter.

Perhaps this occurred to His Highness, and prevented him from being angry.

At all events, as Sonny Sahib scrambled to his feet in response to a terrified tug from Tooni, he did not look very angry.
Sonny Sahib saw a little lean old man, with soft sunken black eyes, and a face like a withered potato.

He wore a crimson velvet smoking-cap upon his head, and was buttoned up to the chin in a long tight coat of blue and yellow brocade.

Above the collar and below the sleeves of the coat showed the neck and cuffs of an English linen shirt, which were crumpled and not particularly clean.