Have patience, my friend; for I understand.

Do I not love Pundita even as you love the Mem-sahib ?" "What do you mean ?" demanded Bruce roughly, "I have eyes." "Well, yes; it is true.

Behind you are your people; behind us, nothing.

That is why I am frantic.

Umballa, whenever he finds himself checkmated, digs up what he purports to be an unused law.