63/66 Never a word will I say to anyone till I see it in print.' 'Thank you. That goes straight to an ethnologist's heart. Well, I must be getting back to my breakfast. Good Heavens! Old Mahbub here still ?' He raised his voice, and the horse-dealer came out from under the shadow of the tree, 'Well, what is it ?' 'As regards that young horse,' said Mahbub, 'I say that when a colt is born to be a polo-pony, closely following the ball without teaching--when such a colt knows the game by divination--then I say it is a great wrong to break that colt to a heavy cart, Sahib!' 'So say I also, Mahbub. The colt will be entered for polo only. |