I grant that it was an act of folly greasing them at all, when we know the idiotic prejudices the natives have; still, it could hardly have been foreseen that this stir would have been made.

The issue of the cartridges has been stopped, but when the natives once get an idea into their minds it is next to impossible to disabuse them of it.

It is a tiresome business altogether." "Tiffin ready, sahib," Rumzan interrupted, coming out onto the veranda.
"That is right, Rumzan.

Now, Isobel, let us think of more pleasant subjects." "We are to go into the Hunters' this evening, uncle," Isobel said, as she sat down.

"There is going to be a famous juggler there.