If anything, he grew more active and exacting as the askaris wearied, and by the time the two hours were up they were ready to a man to drop.
But not so he.

He dismissed them, and swaggered over to the marketplace to hector and bully the natives who were piling their wares in the shade of the great grass roof.

Then he went into the boma to breakfast just as a sergeant in khaki came over and unlocked the hospital door.

I followed the sergeant in, but he ordered me out again.
"I have come to see the doctor," I said.

"I need attention." He was not one of the sergeants who had been drunk in the D.O.A.G.