Even the soldiers and the devotees surrounding the car were terrified.

One did not force sacrifices to Juggernaut.

One soldier had protested, and he lay at the bottom of the hill, his skull crushed.

The others, pulled one way by greed of money and love of life, stirred no hand.
But Kathlyn Mem-sahib did not die under the broad wheels of the car of Juggernaut.

So interested in Umballa were his men that they forgot the vigilance required to conduct such a ceremony free of interruption.