But after all, a Sahib cannot very well steal, and the things might be inconvenient evidence later.

He sorted out every scrap of manuscript, every map, and the native letters.

They made one softish slab.

The three locked ferril-backed books, with five worn pocket-books, he put aside.
'The letters and the murasla I must carry inside my coat and under my belt, and the hand-written books I must put into the food-bag.

It will be very heavy.