I have no doubt you will be very comfortable with the major." "Yes, sahib, I am sure that he is a kind master.

I shall be able, I hope, sometimes to give you a small quantity of whisky, to mix with the water in your bottle." "No, no, Robah, when the baggage is cut down there will be very little of that taken and, however much there might be, I could not accept any that you had taken from the major's store.

I must fare just the same as the others." "Well, sahib, I hope that, at any rate, you will carry a small flask of it under your uniform.

You may not want it but, if you were wounded and lying in the snow, it would be very valuable to you for, mixed with the water in your bottle, and taken from time to time, it would sustain you until you could be carried down to camp." "That is a very good idea, Robah, and I will certainly adopt it.

I will carry half a pint about with me, for emergencies such as you describe.