"That's his Excellency's camp." "What!" cried Thresk, swinging round upon his heel.
His bearer smiled cheerfully.
"Yes.

His Excellency to whom I carried the Sahib's letter.

That's his camp for to-night.

The keeper of the bungalow told me so.

His Excellency camped here yesterday and goes on to-morrow." "And you never told me!" exclaimed Thresk, and he checked himself.