'I cannot tell. I am but a Lepcha of Darjeeling, and yet the stuff———'
'Which thou hast stolen.'
'Nay, surely. Did I steal? I desired it so. The stuff—the stuff—what else should I have done with the stuff?' He twisted the velvet between his fingers.
'But the sin of maiming the cow—consider that?'
'That is true; but oh, Sahib, that man betrayed me and I had no thought—but the heifer's tail waved in the moonlight and I had my knife. What else should I have done? The tail came off ere I was aware. Sahib, thou knowest more than I.'
'That is true,' said I. 'Stay within the door. I go to speak to the King.'
The population of the State were ranged on the hillsides. I went forth and spoke to the King.
'O King,' said I. 'Touching this man there be two courses open to thy wisdom. Thou canst either hang him from a tree, he and his brood, till there remains no hair that is red within the land.'
'Nay,' said the King. 'Why should I hurt the little children?'
They had poured out of the hut door and were making plump obeisance to everybody. Namgay Doola waited with his gun across his arm.
'Or thou canst, discarding the impiety of the cow-maiming, raise him to honour in thy Army. He comes of a race that will not pay revenue. A red flame is in his blood which comes out at the top of his head in that glowing hair. Make him chief of the Army. Give him honour as may befall, and full allowance of work, but look to it, O King, that neither he nor his hold a foot of earth from thee henceforward. Feed him with words and favour, and also liquor from certain bottles that thou
