But I know enough of the place to know that every man who comes over the frontier to Bardur does not come by the high-road." "But what could happen?
Surely Bardur is strongly garrisoned enough to block any secret raid." "It isn't bad in its way, if the people were not so slack and easy.
They might rise to scratch, but, on the other hand, they might not, and once past Bardur you have the open road to India, if you march quick enough." "Then you have no man sufficiently adventurous there to do a little exploring ?" "None.

They care only about shooting, and there happens to be little in those rocks.

Besides, they trust in God and the Government of India.

I didn't, so I became unpopular, and was voted a bore.

But the work is waiting for you young men." Gribton rose, yawned, and stretched himself.