Why did you return?
Ah, pearls and sapphires and emeralds! What?
I offer you this throne upon conditions." "And those conditions I have refused." "You have, yes, but now----" Umballa smiled.

Then he suddenly blazed forth: "Think you a white man shall sit upon this throne while I live?
It is mine.

I was his heir." "Then why didn't you save him from the leopard?
I'll tell you why.
You expected to inherit on the spot, and I spoiled the game.

Is that not true ?" "And what if I admit it ?" truculently.
"Umballa, or Durga Ram, if you wish, listen.

Take the throne.