"
"We who are decoits, while we make offerings to Kali, are not thugs.
They have a chief mission of murder, while we have but desire to gain
for our families from the rich. The thugs came in this wise, sahib.
Bhowanee created them from the sweat of her arms, and gave to them her
tooth for a pick-axe, which is their emblem, a rib for a knife, and the
hem of her garment for a noose to strangle. The hem of her sacred
garment was yellow-and-white, and the _roomal_ that they strangle with
is yellow-and-white. They are thugs, Sahib, and we are decoits."
"A fine distinction, sir," and Barlow laughed.
"Proceed," Hodson commanded.
"We were told by the Dewan to go to the camp of the Pindaris and bring
back the head of Amir Khan."
"Lovely!" Barlow muttered softly; but Hodson started,--a slight rouge
crept over his pale face and he said, "By Gad! this grows interesting,
my dear Captain."
"Absolutely Oriental," Barlow added.
Then when their voices had stilled Ajeet continued: "But Hunsa had
ridden with the Pindari Chief and he knew that he was well guarded, and
that it would be impossible to bring his head in a basket, so we
refused to go on this mission.
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