The lieutenant in command of the Sikhs presently rode up to him.
"I beg your pardon, Captain Mallett, but I cannot but think that your guide is taking you in the wrong direction.

I looked at the map before starting, and find that Dousi lies almost due north.

We are marching west." "You are quite right, Mr.Hammond, but, you see, I don't want any of the natives about the camp to guess where we are going.

None of these Oude fellows bears us any goodwill, and one of them might hurry off, and carry information as to the line we were following.
"We will march four miles along this road, and then strike off by another leading north.

We must surprise them if we can.