He escaped when Delhi was seized by the faithful.

He came back when Delhi was recaptured by the infidels.
And there he sat with an English officer, at his window, every morning from eight to nine.

And every morning from eight to nine every native who passed his door was stopped and hanged upon that tree, while he looked on.

Huzoor, there was no inquiry.

It might be some peaceable merchant, some poor man from the countryside.