He himself had been a youth, had loved and been beloved.

But he grew very lonely at the thought of Kathlyn eventually going into another home; and some young chap would soon come and claim Winnie, and he would have no one but Ahmed.

If only he had had a boy, to bring his bride to his father's roof! Pictures were taken down from the walls, the various wild animal heads, and were packed away in strong boxes.

And Ahmed went thither and yon, a hundred cares upon his shoulders.

He was busy because then he had no time to mourn Lal Singh.
Bruce's camp was, of course, in utter ruin.