I have travelled across Rajpootana that I might seek the shelter of the fort at Agra.

I have been robbed and beaten and abused because I have been the friend of the Company.

It is a blessed night this when I am once more in safety,--I and my poor possessions.' "'What have you in the bundle ?' I asked.
"'An iron box,' he answered, 'which contains one or two little family matters which are of no value to others, but which I should be sorry to lose.

Yet I am not a beggar; and I shall reward you, young Sahib, and your governor also, if he will give me the shelter I ask.' "I could not trust myself to speak longer with the man.

The more I looked at his fat, frightened face, the harder did it seem that we should slay him in cold blood.