But he had put out his hand as he stumbled and that hand had run lightly down Shere Ali's coat and had felt the texture of his clothes.
"I had a letter from Calcutta," said the Prince, "which besought me to speak to you, for you had something for my ear.

Therefore speak, and speak quickly." But a change had come over Safdar Khan.

Certainly Shere Ali was wearing the dress of one of the Sahibs.

A man passed carrying a lantern, and the light, feeble though it was, threw into outline against the darkness a pith helmet and a very English figure.

Certainly, too, Shere Ali spoke the Pushtu tongue with a slight hesitation, and an unfamiliar accent.