You see what he make ?' 'Well,' I said, 'it is a wonderfully spirited, dashing thing, and the treatment of all that cane-brake and jungle grass is superb.' 'Ze treatment--pardon me, sir, I overboil--do you know which is ze Maharajah ?' 'I can't say I do.' 'Neider does he.

Ze Maharajah refuse zat picture; he is a good fellow, too.

He says it is a portrait of ze pig.' 'But it is so good,' I protested, 'of the pig.' 'But that does not interest the Maharajah, you onderstand, no.

You see this one?
Nawab of Kandore on his State elephant.' No doubt about it,' I said.

'I know the Nawab well, the young scoundrel.
How dignified he looks!' There was a note of real sorrow in Kauffer's voice.