I told Kiramat to show the sahib in, wondering why he should call on me.

By Indian etiquette, if there was to be any calling, it was my duty to make the first visit.

Before I had time to think more I heard the clanking of spurs and sabre on the verandah, and the young man walked in, clad in the full uniform of his regiment.

I rose to greet him, and was struck by his soldierly bearing and straight figure, as I had been at our first meeting.

He took off his bearskin -- for he was in the fullest of full dress--and sat down.
"I am so glad to find you at home," he said: "I feared you might have gone to church, like everybody else in this place." "No.