And who shall guard my women?
Nay, I should leave twenty, and I must leave ten.

Therefore I leave the ten best men I have, and they who stay behind may know by that that I consider them the best!" The remainder of his troopers he sent out one by one in different directions, with orders to rally every Rangar they could find, and at a certain point he named.

Then he and Mahommed Gunga said good-by to Cunningham and took a trail that led in the direction where most of the doubtfuls lived--the men who might need personal convincing--rousing--awakening from lethargy.
"You think I ought to stay behind ?" asked Cunningham, who had already made his mind up but chose to consult Alwa.
"Surely, sahib.

If for no other reason, then to make sure that that priest of thine and his daughter make tracks for Howrah City! While he is here he is a priest, and we Rangars have our own ideas on what they are good for! When he is there he will be a man maneuvering to save his own life and his daughter's reputation! See that he starts, sahib!" He rode off then.

But before Mahommed Gunga saw fit to follow him he legged his charger close to Cunningham for a final word or two.
"Have no fear now, bahadur--no anxiety! Three days hence there will be a finer regiment to lead than ever thundered in thy father's wake--a regiment of men, sahib, for a man to lead and love!--a regiment that will trust thee, sahib! See thou to the guarantees! Rung Ho, bahadur!" "Rung Ho! See you again, Mahommed Gunga!".