The Mussulman took me to his house, where there was a spacious apartment, occupied by Isaacs when he passed that way.

Every luxury was prepared for the enjoyment of the bath, and a breakfast of no mean taste was served me in my own room.
Then my host entered and explained that he had been directed to make certain arrangements for my journey.

He had laid a _dak_ nearly a hundred miles ahead, and had been ordered to tell me that similar steps had been taken beyond that point as far as my ultimate destination, of which, however, he was ignorant.

My servant, he said, must stay with him and return to Simla with my traps.
So an hour later I mounted for my long ride, provided with a revolver and some rupees in a bag, in case of need.

The country, my entertainer informed me, was considered perfectly safe, unless I feared the _tap_, the bad kind of fever which infests all the country at the base of the hills.