--Son of the Indian Secret Service
The men who govern India--more power to them and her!--are few.
Those who stand in their way and pretend to help them with a flood
of words are a host. And from the host goes up an endless cry that
India is the home of thugs, and of three hundred million hungry ones.
The men who know--and Athelstan King might claim to know a little--
answer that she is the original home of chivalry and the modern
mistress of as many decent, gallant, native gentlemen as ever
graced a page of history.
The charge has seen the light in print that India--well-spring of
plague and sudden death and money-lenders--has sold her soul to
twenty succeeding conquerors in turn.
Athelstan King and a hundred like him whom India has picked from
British stock and taught, can answer truly that she has won it back
again from each by very purity of purpose.