"Tell me." "Ah!" said the Colonel playfully, "that--as you so often and so amusingly say--is 'Another Story'! Yet I would have overlooked the theft of the opals if they had not substituted two of the Queen's regimental buttons for the eyes of the god.

This, while it did not deceive the ignorant priests, had a deep political and racial significance.

You are aware, of course, that the great mutiny was occasioned by the issue of cartridges to the native troops greased with hog's fat--forbidden by their religion." "But these three men could themselves alone quell a mutiny," I replied.
The Colonel grasped my hand warmly.

"Thank you.

So they could.