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  mons,firingashespokeTheshotmissed,andtheshooter,blindwithrage,threwhisrifledownandrushedatSlanefromtheprotectionofthewellWithinstrikingdistance,hekickedsavagelyatSlane’sstomach,buttheweedyCorporalknewsomethingofSimmons’sweakness,andknew,too,thedeadlyguardforthatkickBowingforwardanddrawinguphisrightlegtilltheheeloftherightfootwassetsomethreeinchesabovetheinsideoftheleftknee-cap,hemettheblowstandingononeleg~exactlyasGondsstandwhentheymeditate-andreadyforthefallthatwouldfollowTherewasanoath,theCorporalfelloverhisownleftasshinbonemetshinbone,andthePrivatecollapsed,hisrightlegbrokenaninchabovetheankle。
  “’Pityyoudon’tknowthatguard,Sim。”saidSlane,spittingoutthedustasheroseThenraisinghisvoic~“Comean’takehimorfI’vebruk’isleg。”Thiswasnotstrictlytrue,forthePrivatehadaccomplishedhisowndownfall,sinceitisthespecialmeritofthatleg-guardthattheharderthekickthegreaterthekicker’sdiscomfiture。
  SlanewalkedtoJerryBlazesandhungoverhimwithostentatiousanxiety,whileSimmons,weepingwithpain,wascarriedaway“’Opeyouain’t’urtbadly,Sir。”saidSlaneTheMajorhadfainted,andtherewasanugly,raggedholethroughthetopofhisarmSlanekneltdownandmurmured“S’elpme,Ibelieve’e’sdeadWell,ifthatain’tmybloomingluckallover!”
  ButtheMajorwasdestinedtoleadhisBatteryafieldformanyalongdaywithunshakennerveHewasremoved,andnursedandpettedintoconvalescence,whiletheBatterydiscussedthewisdomofcapturingSimmons,andblowinghimfromagunTheyidolizedtheirMajor,andhisreappearanceonparadebroughtaboutascenenowhereprovidedforintheArmyRegulations。
  Great,too,wastheglorythatfelltoSlane’sshareTheGunnerswouldhavemadehimdrunkthriceadayforatleastafortnightEventheColonelofhisownregimentcomplimentedhimuponhiscoolness,andthelocalpapercalledhimaheroThesethingsdidnotpuffhimup。
  WhentheMajorofferedhimmoneyandthanks,thevirtuousCorporaltooktheoneandputasidetheotherButhehadarequesttomakeandprefaceditwithmanya“Begy’pardon,Sir。”CouldtheMajorseehiswaytolettingtheSlaneM’KennaweddingbeadornedbythepresenceoffourBatteryhorsestopullahiredbarouche?TheMajorcould,andsocouldtheBatteryExcessivelysoItwasagorgeouswedding。
  “WotdidIdoitfor?”saidCorporalSlane“Forthe’orses0’
  courseJhansiain’tabeautytolookat,butIwasn’tgoin’to’aveahiredturn-outJerryBlazes?IfI
  ’adn’t’a’wantedsomething,Simmightha’blowedJerryBlazes’blooming’eadintoHirishstewforaughtI’d’a’cared。”
  AndtheyhangedPrivateSimmons-hangedhimashighasHamaninhollowsquareoftheregiment;andtheColonelsaiditwasDrink;andtheChaplain248
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  wassureitwastheDevil;andSimmonsfancieditwasboth,buthedidn’tknow,andonlyhopedhisfatewouldbeawarningtohiscompanions;andhalfadozen“intelligentpublicists“wrotesixbeautifulleadingarticleson“’ThePrevalenc~ofCrimeintheArmy。”
  Butnotasoulthoughtofcomparingthe“bloody-mindedSimmons“tothesquawking,gapingschoolgirlwithwhichthisstoryopens。
  TheEnlighte~me~tsofPagett,M。R
  “Becausehalfadozengrasshoppersonderafernmakethefieldringwiththeirimportunatechinkwhilethousandsofgreatcattle,reposedbeneaththeshadowoftheBritishoak,chewthecudandaresilent,praydonotimaginethatthosewhomakethenoisearetheonlyinhabitantsofthefield-that,ofcourse,theyaremanyinnumber~rthat,afterall,theyareotherthanthelittle,shrivelled,meagre,hopping,thoughloudandtroublesomeinsectsofthehour。”-Burke:
  “ReflectionsontheRevolutioninFrance。”
  THEYweresittingintheverandaof“thesplendidpalaceofanIndianPro-Consul“;surroundedbyallthegloryandmysteryoftheimmemorialEastInplainEnglishitwasaone-storied,ten-roomed,whitewashed,mud-roofedbungalow,setinadrygardenofdustytamarisktreesanddividedfromtheroadbyalowmudwallThegreenparrotsscreamedoverheadastheyflewinbattalionstotheriverfortheirmorningdrinkBeyondthewall,cloudsoffinedustshowedwherethecattleandgoatsofthecitywerepassingafieldtograze。
  TheremorselesswhitelightofthewintersunshineofNorthernIndialayuponeverythingandimprovednothing,fromthewhiningPeisian-wheelbythelawn-tenniscourttothelongperspectiveoflevelroadandtheblue,domedtombsofMohammedansaintsjustvisibleabovethetrees。
  “AHappyNewYear。”saidOrdetohisguest“It’sthefirstyou’veeverspentoutofEngland,isn’tit?”
  “Yes’HappyNewYear。”saidPagett,smilingatthesunshine。
  “Whatadivinecl~mat~youhavehere!JustthinkofthebrowncoldfoghangingoverLondonnow!”Andherubbedhishands。
  ItwasmorethantwentyyearssincehehadlastseenOrde,hisschoolmate,andtheirpathsintheworldhaddividedearlyTheonehadquittedcollegetobecomeacog-wheelinthemachineryofthegreatIndianGovernment;theothermoreblessedwithgoods,hadbeenwhirledintoasimilarpositionintheEnglishschemeThreesuccessiveelectionshadnotaffectedPagett’spositionwithaloyalconstituency,andhehadgrowninsensiblytoregardhimselfinsomesortasapillaroftheEmpire,whoserealworthwouldbeknownlateronAfterafewyearsofconscientiousattendanceatmanydivisions,afternewspaperbattlesinnumerableandthepublicationofinterminablecorrespondence,andmorehastyoratorythanTHEENLIGHTENMENTSOFPAGETT,M。P。
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  inhiscalmermomentshecaredtothinkupon,itoccurredtohim,asithadoccurredtomanyofhisfellowsinParliament,thatatourtoIndiawouldenablehimtosweepalargerlyreandaddre3shimselftotheproblemsofImpenaladministrationwithafirmerhandAccepting,therefore,ageneralinvitationextendedtohimbyOrdesomeyearsbefore,PagettbadtakenshiptoKarachi,andonlyover-nighthadbeenreceivedwithjoybytheDeputy-CommissionerofAmaraTheyhadsatlate,discussingthechangesandchancesoftwentyyears,recallingthenamesofthedead,andweighingthefuturesoftheliving,asisthecustomofmenmeetingafterintervalsofaction。
  Nextmorningtheysmokedtheafterbreakfastpipeintheveranda,stillregardingeachothercuriously,Pagett,inalightgreyfrock-coatandgarmentsmuchtoothinforthetimeoftheyear,andapuggriedsun-hatcarefullyandwonderfullymadeOrdeinashootingcoat,ridingbreeches,browncowhidebootswithspurs,andabatteredflaxhelmetHehadriddensomemilesintheearlymorningtoinspectadoubtfulriverdamThemen’sfacesdifferedasmuchastheirattireOrde’swornandwrinkledaroundtheeyes,andgrizzledatthetemples,wastheharderandmoresquareofthetwo,anditwaswithsomethinglikeenvythattheownerlookedatthecomfortableoutlinesofPagett’sblandlyreceptivecountenance,theclearskin,theuntroubledeye,andthemobile,clean-shavedlips。
  “AndthisisIndia!”saidPagettforthetwentiethtimestaringlongandintentlyatthegreyfeatheringoftbetamarisks。
  “OneportionofIndiaonlyIt’svcrymuchlikethisfor300milesineverydirectionBytheway,nowthatyouhaverestedalittl~Iwouldn’tasktheoldquestionbefor~whatd’youthinkofthecountry?”
  ’TisthemostpervasivecountrythateveryetwasseenIacquiredseveralpoundsofyourcountrycomingupfromKarachiTheairisheavywithit,andformilesandmilesalongthatdistressfuleternityofrailthere’snohorizontoshowwhereairandearthseparate。”
  “YesItisn’teasytoseetrulyorfarinIndiaButyouhadadecentpassageout,hadn’tyou?”
  “VerygoodonthewholeYourAnglo-Indianmaybeunsympatheticaboutone’spoliticalviews;
  buthehasreducedshiplifetoascience。”
  “TheAnglo-Indianisapoliticalorphan,andifhe’swisehewon’tbeinahurrytobeadoptedbyyourpartygrandmothersButhowwereyourcompanions,unsympathetic?”
  “Well,therewasamancalledDawlishe,ajudgesomewhereinthiscountryitseems,andacapitalpartneratwhistbytheway,andwhenIwantedtotalktohimabouttheprogressofIndiainapoliticalsenseOrdehidagrin,whichmightormightnothavebeensympathetic,theNationalCongressmovement,andotherthingsinwhich,asaMemberofParliament,I’mofcourseinterested,heshiftedthesubject,andwhenIoncecorneredhim,helookedmecalmlyintheeye,andsaid:
  ’That’sallTommyrotComeandhaveagameatBull。’Youmaylaugh;butthatisn’tthewaytotreatagreatandimportantquestion;and,knowingwhoIwas。
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  don’tyouknow;andyetDawlisheisathoroughlygoodfellow。”
  “Yes;he’safriendofmine,andoneofthestraightestmenIknow。
  Isuppose,likemanyAnglo-Indians,hefeltitwashopelesstogiveyouanyjustideaofanyIndianquestionwithoutthedocumentsbeforeyou,andinthiscasethedocumentsyouwantarethecountryandthepeople。”
  “PreciselyThatwaswhyIcamestraighttoyou,bringinganopenmindtobearonthingsI’manxioustoknowwhatpopularfeelinginIndiaisreallylikey’know,nowthatithaswakenedintopoliticallifeTheNationalCongress,inspiteofDawlishe,musthavecausedgreatexcitementamongthemasses?”
  “Onthecontrary,nothingcouldbemoretranquilthanthestateofpopularfeeling;andastoexcitement,thepeoplewouldassoonbeexcitedoverthe’RuleofThree’asovertheCongress。”
  “Excuseme,Orde,butdoyouthinkyouareafairjudge?Isn’ttheofficialAnglo-Indiannaturallyjealousofanyexternalinfluencesthatmightmovethemasses,andsomuchopposedtoliberalideas,trulyliberalideas,thathecanscarcelybeexpectedtoregardapopularmovementwithfairness?”
  “WhatdidDawlishesayaboutTommyRot?Thinkamoment,oldmanYouandIwerebroughtuptogether;taughtbythesametutors,readthesamebooks,livedthesamelife,andnewlanguages,andworkamongnewraces;whileyou,morefortunate,remainathomeWhyshouldIchangeinymind~urmind-becauseIchangemysky?WhyshouldIandthefewhundredEnglishmeninmyservicebecomeunreasonable,prejudicedfossils,whileyouandyournewerfriendsaloneremainbrightandopen-minded?Yousurelydon’tfancyciviliansaremembersofaPrimroseLeague?”
  “Ofcoursenot,butthemerepositionofanEnglishofficialgiveshimapointofviewwhichcannotbutbiashismindonthisquestion。”Pagettmovedhiskneeupanddownalittleuneasilyashespoke。
  “Thatsoundsplausibleenough,but,likemoreplausiblenotionsonIndianmatters,Ibelieveit’samistakeYou’llfindwhenyoucometoconsulttheunofficialBritonthatourfault,asaclass-Ispeakoftheciviliannow-israthertomagnifytheprogressthathasbeenmadetowardliberalinstitutionsItisofEnglishorigin,suchasitis,andthestressofourworksincetheMutiny-onlythirtyyearsag~hasbeeninthatdirectionNo,IthinkyouwillgetnofairerormoredispassionateviewoftheCongressbusinessthansuchmenasIcangiveyou。
  ButImayaswellsayatoncethatthosewhoknowmostofIndia,fromtheinside,areinclinedtowonderatthenoiseourscarcelybegunexperimentmakesinEngland。”
  “ButsurelythegatheringtogetherofCongressdelegatesisofitselfanewthing。”
  “There’snothingnewunderthesunWhenEuropewasajunglehalfAsiaflockedtothecanonicalconferencesofBuddhism;andforcenturiesthepeoplehavegatheredatPun,Hurdwar,Trimbak,andBenaresinimmensenumbersAgreatmeeting,whatyoucallamassmeeting,isreallyoneofthe~destandmostpopularofIndianinstitutionsTHEENLIGHTENMENTSOFPAGETT,M。P。
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  inthistopsy~turvyland,andthoughtheyhavebeenemployedinclericalworkforgenerationstheyhavenopracticalknowledgeofaffairsAship’sclerkisausefulperson,buthei~scarcelythecaptain;andanorderlyroomwriter,howeversmarthemaybe,isnotthe~olonelYousee,thewriterclassinIndiahasnevertillnowaspiredtoanythinglikecommandItwasn’tallowedtoTheIndiangentleman,forthousandsofyearspast,hasresembledVictorHugo’snoble:
  ’UnvraisireChatelainLaisseecrireLevilain。
  SamaindigneQuandilsigneEgratigneLevelin。’
  Andthelittleegratignureshemostlikestomakehavebeenscoredprettydeeplybythesword。”