In one case the Maharajah had the palace well, the oldest palace well, cleaned out--a thing that nobody had ever thought of before; and he was surprised to find what was at the bottom of it.

Dr.Roberts advised putting down a few drains too, and making a road from the city of the Maharajah to the great highways that led to the Viceroy's India.

The Maharajah laid the drains, and said he would think about the road.

Then Dr.Roberts suggested that a hospital would be a good thing, and the Maharajah said he would think about that too.
Sunni was growing fast; he was too tall and thin for nine years old.

Dr.Roberts took anxious care of him, thinking of the unknown grandfather and grandmother in England, and how he could best tell them of this boy of theirs, who read Urdu better than English, and wore embroidered slippers turned squarely up at the toes, and asked such strange questions about his father's God.