If your Excellency will let me go, never again will I give you trouble.

I swear it." Ralston smiled.

He had had enough of the walk himself.
"And Rahat Mian ?" he asked.
There was a momentary struggle in the zemindar's mind.

But his fatigue and exhaustion were too heavy upon him.
"He, too, shall go his own way.

Neither I nor mine shall molest him." Ralston turned at once and mounted his horse.