but conformably to the ritual and doctrine of the Sikhs. Hear you! "Though hundreds of amusements are offered to a child it cannot live without milk. If a man be divorced from his soul and his soul's desire he certainly will not stop to play upon the road, hut he will make haste with his pilgrimage." That is written. I rejoice in my disciples.'
'True! True! Correct! Correct!' said the Subadar-Major. There was a long, easy silence. One heard a water-wheel creaking somewhere and the nearer sound of meal being ground in a quern.
'But he—' the Chaplain pointed a scornful chin at the Havildar-Major—'he has been so long in England that'
'Let the lad alone,' said his uncle. 'He was but two months there, and he was chosen for good cause.'
Theoretically, all Sikhs are equal. Practically, there are differences, as none know better than well-born, land-owning folk, or long-descended chaplains from Amritsar.
'Hast thou heard anything in England to match my tale?' the Chaplain sneered.
'I saw more than I could understand, so I have locked up my stories in my own mouth,' the Havildar-Major replied meekly.
'Stories? What stories? I know all the stories about England,' said the Chaplain. 'I know that terains run underneath their bazaars there, and as for their streets stinking with mota-kahars, only this morning I was nearly killed by Duggan Sahib's mota-kahar. That young man is a devil."
