All of his precepts, taken singly or collectively, bid him be nothing but a man, and no law forbids him accept the hospitality of soldiers of another creed.

So Jaidev Singh walked off to feed on curried beef that would have made a Hindoo know himself for damned.

Cunningham then turned on Alwa.
"Now is the time, Alwa-sahib," he said in a level voice.

"My party can start off with this man and our answer, if your answer is no.

If your answer is yes, then the Sikh can bear that answer for us." "You would none of you ride half a mile alive!" laughed Alwa.
"I none the less require an answer, Alwa-sahib." Alwa stared hard at him.