'So their villages were burnt and their little children made homeless ?' 'They had marked our dead.

They paid a great payment after we of the Sikhs had schooled them.

So it was.

Is this Amritzar ?' 'Ay, and here they cut our tickets,' said the banker, fumbling at his belt.
The lamps were paling in the dawn when the half-caste guard came round.
Ticket-collecting is a slow business in the East, where people secrete their tickets in all sorts of curious places.

Kim produced his and was told to get out.
'But I go to Umballa,' he protested.