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Updated: May 6, 2025
"Ask him," said Farag's uncle, "what he knows about our land-titles. Ye young men are all alike." He waved a pamphlet. Mr. Groombride smiled to see how the seed sown in London had borne fruit by Gihon. Lo! All the seniors held copies of the pamphlet. "He knows less than a buffalo.
The Inspector, by the way, was not present at the meal. "At whatever risk, I shall go unattended," said Mr. Groombride. "Your presence would cow them from giving evidence. Abdul, my good friend, would you very kindly open the umbrella?" He passed up the gang-plank to the village, and with no more prelude than a Salvation Army picket in a Portsmouth slum, cried: "Oh, my brothers!"
I see nothing for it but the law to take its course." "You might reduce the charge to er tampering with an interpreter," said the Governor. Mr. Groombride was too far gone to be comforted. "It's the publicity that I fear," he wailed. "Is there no possible means of hushing up the affair?
Bid the down-country jackass ask him." "Sar," said Abdul, "these people, much fearing they may be turned out of their land in consequence of your remarks. Therefore they ask you to make promise no bad consequences following your visit." Mr. Groombride held his breath and turned purple. Then he stamped his foot.
No no, O Excellency Our Governor, we will not harm a hair on the head of the afflicted of God. He shall be to us as is Abu Hussein's wife in the breeding season." When they were gone the Governor mopped his forehead. "We must put a few soldiers in every village this Groombride visits, Baker. Tell 'em to keep out of sight, and have an eye on the villagers. He's trying 'em rather high."
"Don't they, just?" said the Governor. "They get made Cabinet Ministers for doing it too. I went home last year. I know." "It'll blow over," said the Inspector weakly. "Not it. Groombride is coming down here to investigate the matter in a few days." "For himself?" "The Imperial Government's behind him. Perhaps you'd like to look t my orders." The Governor laid down an uncoded cable.
When they tried to draw breath, some half-strangled voice would quack out the word, and the riot began afresh. Last to fall was the city-trained Abdul. He held on to the edge of apoplexy, then collapsed, throwing the umbrella from him. Mr. Groombride should not be judged too harshly. Exercise and strong emotion under a hot sun, the shock of public ingratitude, for the moment rued his spirit.
Groombride's sleeves, "I think perhaps it is better now, Sar, if you give your fine little native speech. They not understanding English, but much pleased at your condescensions." "Condescensions?" Mr. Groombride spun round. "If they only knew how I felt towards them in my heart! If I could express a tithe of my feelings! I must stay here and learn the language.
Groombride's arrival, with his interpreter, whom he proposed should eat with him at the Governor's table, his allocution to the Governor on the New Movement, and the sins of Imperialism, I purposely omit. At three in the afternoon Mr. Groombride said: "I will go out now and address your victims in this village." "Won't you find it rather hot?" said the Governor.
"I can't quite catch what they are saying," said Mr. Groombride. "They saying they very much pleased to see you, Sar," Adbul interpreted. "Then I do think they might have sent a deputation to the steamer; but I suppose they were frightened of the officials. Tell them not to be frightened, Abdul." "He says you are not to be frightened," Abdul explained. A child here sputtered with laughter.
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