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Our work proceeds apace. But though we have shouted ourselves hoarse, proclaiming the Mussulmans to be our brethren, we have come to realize that we shall never be able to bring them wholly round to our side. So they must be suppressed altogether and made to understand that we are the masters. They are now showing their teeth, but one day they shall dance like tame bears to the tune we play.
'If the idea of a United India is a true one,' objects Nikhil, 'Mussulmans are a necessary part of it.'
'Quite so,' said I, 'but we must know their place and keep them there, otherwise they will constantly be giving trouble.'
'So you want to make trouble to prevent trouble?'
'What, then, is your plan?'
'There is only one well-known way of avoiding quarrels,' said Nikhil meaningly.
I know that, like tales written by good people, Nikhil's discourse always ends in a moral. The strange part of it is that with all his familiarity with moral precepts, he still believes in them! He is an incorrigible schoolboy. His only merit is his sincerity. The mischief with people like him is that they will not admit the finality even of death, but keep their eyes always fixed on a hereafter.
I have long been nursing a plan which, if only
