The moonshee replied that he might pass as a Bheel.

These hill tribes speak a dialect quite distinct from that of the people around them, and the moonshee said that, if properly attired, Charlie would be able to pass anywhere for one of these people; provided, always, that he did not meet with another of the same race.
"You might assert," he said, "that your father had taken service with some rajah on the plain, and that you had there learned to speak the language.

In this way, you would avoid having to answer any difficult questions regarding your native place; but as to that, you can get up something of the geography before you leave." "There are several Bheels among our Sepoys," Charlie said.

"I can pick out three or four of them, who would be just the men for me to take.

I believe they are generally very faithful, and attached to their officers." When Tim again entered the room, he inquired anxiously if his master hit upon any disguise which would suit him.
"What do you say, Mr.Moonshine ?" Tim said.
The moonshee shook his head.