He did his best to get a letter through to anywhere where there were British, but nobody would take it.

And then Jaimihr came, swaggering with his escort, to offer him and his daughter the hospitality of his palace.
He declined that offer a little testily, for the insolence behind the offer was less than half concealed.

Jaimihr sneered as he rode away.
"Perhaps a month or two of undisturbed enjoyment will induce the padre-sahib to change his mind about my invitation!" he said nastily.
And he made no secret then, as he ordered them about before he went, that the men who lounged and watched at every vantage-point were his..