Great was his pride.

He would not have bartered his position to be a General in command of a division.

Ralston had sent for him because of his hereditary title to work upon the Road, the broad, permanent, graded Road which was to make India safe.
And now he walked behind a tired and indifferent Commissioner, whose very voice officialdom had made phlegmatic, and on whose aspect was writ large the habit of routine.

In this mood he sat, while Miss Ralston prattled to him about the social doings of Peshawur, the hunt, the golf; and in this mood he rode out with Ralston to the Gate of the City.
They passed through the main street, and, turning to the right, ascended to an archway, above which rose a tower.

At the archway they dismounted and climbed to the roof of the tower.