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Nels stood between the two, waiting for his orders; and wheeled with a dip of the head almost puppy-like when the man decided. So Skag walked on toward the road where Carlin lived; and at his heels, with dignity, strode one of the four great hunting dogs in India. Presently he saw Miss Annesley's head-servant, Deenah, running toward him face grey with calamity.
Deenah granted that life was not all sumptuous as he might wish, but he had been given to understand no man's life was so in this world; he would be glad now, to hear the plan by which all that he lacked could appear and all that he hoped for, come to pass. The Kabuli opened wider his treasures.
This he brought down with great force upon the hugest and ugliest head in all Central Provinces at that time. Merely a beginning. Six other lakris were drawn from five other tunics the extra one for Deenah. The great body was dragged farther back toward the servants' quarters. Here Deenah officiated.
They hastened to the bungalow where the tied pack was in evidence and strange sounds reached them from the servants' compound. It was the picture of a tranced group that they saw Deenah sitting upon the ground, uttering frightful low curses securely coupled together in the language of all languages for this ancient art. The others were around him, even two or three of the women. "Deenah!"
Just now the head of Deenah bent low over the open pack, the movement of his hand instantly drawing and filling the eye of the trader from Kabul; and then it was that the Sahiba's syce, who was a huge man, materialised a lakri from under his long cotton tunic the lakri being a stick of olive-wood from High Himalaya and very hard.
Deenah declared that he was already aware of the danger; that he missed nothing; also that he was watchful as one who feared the worst. Deenah was a small man, swift and noiseless.
"And you permit this bazaar-tamasha in your compound?" Deenah observed that this was not an affair upon which he could speak to the Sahiba, his mistress. Meanwhile Carlin watched Deenah's eyes fill with the keen reds of bloody memory. "Go away, Margaret," Carlin said. "He will talk to me. Please go now. In six breaths he will be back in his trance again " So it happened.
There were tears and sweat in his eyes, but no answering human gleam. "Carlin " she said. "Help me carry the daik-ji " It was a huge vessel containing several gallons of cool water; and this was lifted by four hands and poured upon Deenah, whose eyes met them at once with the light of reason. "Bear witness, I am cursing softly," he said. "Are you my head servant?" "I am thy servant."
The Kabuli continued that Deenah was no doubt appreciated on a small scale in the house of Annesley Sahiba; but the establishment itself, as well as the people, was inadequate to offer scope for the talents of such a man as Deenah; also that Deenah was remiss in making no better provision for the future of his own household; also, the gifts should be considered and now the Kabuli was opening his packs.
The tale of the monster Kabuli was unfolded to Carlin without a single interruption for several moments; in fact, until Margaret Annesley came running forth, crying: "Are you never going to cease talk and carry help to the Kabuli who is hurt?" Carlin beckoned her back. "Not hurt, dear. He is ill. He has hydrophobia." "Our protection depends upon you," Deenah concluded, to Carlin.
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