Well, the Honourable East India Company shall serve you--that's reasonable.

Here, take this shilling; 'tis service- money.

The Honourable Company engages to serve you, and you the Honourable Company; both parties shall be thus served; that's just and reasonable." "And what must I do for the Company ?" "Only go to India; that's all." "And what should I do in India ?" "Fight, my brave boy! fight, my youthful hero!" "What kind of country is India ?" "The finest country in the world! Rivers, bigger than the Ouse.

Hills, higher than anything near Spalding! Trees--you never saw such trees! Fruits--you never saw such fruits!" "And the people--what kind of folk are they ?" "Pah! Kauloes--blacks--a set of rascals not worth regarding." "Kauloes!" said I; "blacks!" "Yes," said the recruiting sergeant; "and they call us lolloes, which, in their beastly gibberish, means reds." "Lolloes!" said I; "reds!" "Yes," said the recruiting sergeant, "kauloes and lolloes; and all the lolloes have to do is to kick and cut down the kauloes, and take from them their rupees, which mean silver money.

Why do you stare so ?" "Why," said I, "this is the very language of Mr.Petulengro." "Mr.Pet.