Let the fool Ramabai pick out his chestnuts for him.
Umballa laughed in his voluminous sleeve.
Some one of these matrimonially inclined houris the colonel would have to select; if he refused, then should Ramabai do the selecting.

More, he would marry the fortunate woman by proxy.

There was no possible loophole for the colonel.
The populace was charmed, enchanted, as it always is over a new excitement.

Much as they individually despised Umballa, collectively they admired his ingenuity in devising fresh amusements.

Extra feast days came one after another.