'You ought to be in the drawing-room.

They'll be here in a minute.' The man still read intently.
'Will!' said the voice, five minutes later.

'He's come.

I can hear the troopers in the drive.' The man dashed out bareheaded as a big landau with four native troopers behind it halted at the veranda, and a tall, black haired man, erect as an arrow, swung out, preceded by a young officer who laughed pleasantly.
Flat on his belly lay Kim, almost touching the high wheels.

His man and the black stranger exchanged two sentences.
'Certainly, sir,' said the young officer promptly.