|Date:||Mon, 18 Sep 2006 12:06:01 -0000|
The houses had come to their natural end and had beenreplaced by indigenous Indian architecture. But whatif he werent lazy and had some brains and self-respect? Dammit, perhaps Id better go and shoot that brute myself,said Smith.
There was a damp film on the mirror, but he could see himself. Very well, Sergeant Know-it-all, why dont you goyourself and shoot the tiger?
But political life, according to Smithsview, called for military dignity, not military rigor.
If he should come to the throne, whythen, of course, the priests would get rid of the tiger. I had to reprimand him for trying to interfere in whatwas none of his business.
And what will happen if hedoes not shoot the tiger? If he should come to the throne, whythen, of course, the priests would get rid of the tiger. So he supposed therewas some news that Hawkes, at any rate, believed important. The moment he wassure Copeland really would come he had gone hard at work atpropaganda.
And politics dont mean a thing to me, said Hawkes, but Iintend to do my job.
He decided there was onlyone man to be dealt with.
Youwould have made that promise over my dead body, had I been herewhen you came to the throne.
You threatened that before, sir; but he cant.
His eyes were alert, hard, less simian,more brilliant.
Sit in the mudthou fool, and pray for miracles! Syed-Suraj was the only oneto run for when the Rajah was in that mood.
If I let you sit there near the cart-tail will you jump off andrun home? It may be that the comfort of a heavy blanket made him sleepy.
Treachery, if itis to succeed among gentlemen, has to be cloaked in decency andfaithful phrases.
He came in grinning, dripping, with a flour-sack hooded on hishead and shoulders.
I advise you to get things straightened outbefore a new man comes in Smiths place. I will payyou with a kick in the teeth if I hear another word from you!
Any one of the servant-girls in your zenana costs you more thanI do, he retorted. Youwould have made that promise over my dead body, had I been herewhen you came to the throne.
He is probably your best friend in the circumstances. Suppose you and I have a friendly chat, said Smith; nowitnesses. Takemy Rolls-Royce, and go and borrow money for me. He only vaguely recognized the dish-faced man and was notreally sure he remembered him.
It was probably a flashlight, damaged by rain,short-circuited, useless.
And he cant rebuild it, even if he cared to, sincehe has no money.
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