It was very thoroughly administered, and afterwards Surji Rao was put formally outside the city gates, and told that the king desired never to look upon his black face again.

Which was rubbing it in rather unfairly, as His Highness's own complexion was precisely the same shade.

With great promptitude Surji Rao took the road to meet the English and sell his information, but this possibility occurred to the Maharajah soon enough to send men after him to frustrate it.
'There shall be at least enough sound cartridges in his bargain for that,' said His Highness grimly.
The Chitan spirit did not flourish quite so vaingloriously at the council that night, and there was no more talk about the sky falling upon dauntless Chitan heads.

The sky had fallen, and the effect was rather quenching than otherwise.

The previous stores were counted over, and it was found that the men could not be served with three rounds apiece out of them.