judge. Does the sahib know what this war is all about?
"I believe no two men fight for the same thing. It is a war in each
man's heart, each man fighting as the spirit moves him. So, they
come for me. Salaam, sahib. Bohut salaam. May God grant the sahib
peace. Peace to the sahib's grandsons and great-grandsons. With each
arm thus around a trooper's neck will the sahib graciously excuse me
End of the Project Gutenberg Etext of Hira Singh, by Talbot Mundy