But I was not.

I said to him, 'Very well, then, see that this soft-handed creature does your day's work.

You will bring him to me at the Palace this evening, and if I find that he has not done the work, or that you have helped him, you will forfeit your wages and I will whip you both into the bargain.' The Mullah was brought to me in the evening," said Shere Ali, smiling grimly.
"He was so stiff he could hardly walk.

I made him show me his hands again, and this time they were blistered.

So I told him to remember his manners in the future, and I let him go.