You have but to command." "Oh, no.

I don't want to force anything.

We're friends--talking as friends.

I ask a favor." "It is granted, sahib." "A horse or two, that's all." "How many horses, sahib ?" "Oh, not more than one each." The Maharajah pulled a wry face, but bowed assent.

It would empty his stables very nearly, but he knew when he could not help himself.
Mahommed Gunga clapped a hand to his mouth and left the vault hurriedly.
"You understand this is not a demand, Maharajah-sahib.