Hasan Agha turned to him, and said: 'My son, praise Allah for thy great good fortune in finding favour in the sight of one so noble and benevolent as our beloved guest, who is henceforth thy master.

Remember, he is not as I am--one who has been what thou art, and so knows the tricks.

Serve him freely with thy mind and soul and conscience, not waiting for commands as in the Army.

Come hither, O my son, grasp hands with me.

I say, may God be with thee now and always! Forget not all the good instruction of thy soldier days.
Be sure that we shall pray for thy good master and for thee.' The old man's eyes were wet, so were Rashid's, so were the eyes of all the soldiers squatting round.
Rashid, dismissed, went off to change his uniform for an old suit of mine which I had brought for him, while Hasan Agha, talking of him as a father might, explained to me his character and little failings.
At last I took my leave.