We will not go near the Sahibs,' cried the first husband.
'They will not run away as the others did, nor will they steal baggage.
Two I know for weaklings.

Stand to the rear-pole, Sonoo and Taree.' They obeyed swiftly.

'Lower now, and lift in that holy man.

I will see to the village and your virtuous wives till ye return.' 'When will that be ?' 'Ask the priests.

Do not pester me.