injuree

Updated: May 13, 2025

Still clamoring and thrusting up hands for backsheesh they kept pace with him. A few of them started singing again, and the rest joined in: perhaps singing was what the gentleman liked best and so a better way for gaining their end. The shrill voices fell into chorus; and to a queer lilting tune the words rang clear. "Come to me Quietlee, Do not do me an injuree! Gently, Johnnie of Jingalo."

Laurence Housman - King John of Jingalo: The Story of a Monarch in Difficulties