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Updated: June 9, 2025
"But a very little while ago I spoke with King sahib in Ali Masjid Fort, and he is no cappitin, he is leftnant. Therefore thou art a liar twice over nay, three times! Thou art no officer of Khyber Rifles! I am a jezailchi, and I know them all!" "None the less," said King, "I am an officer of the Khyber Rifles, newly appointed. I asked you, have you a letter?" "Aye!" "Let me see it." "Nay!"
The Pathan began speaking in a whisper and King, riding with lowered head as if he were studying the dangerous track, listened with both ears. "She sent her man Rewa Gunga toward the Khyber with a message," he whispered. "He took a few men with him, and he is to send them with the message when they reach the Khyber, but he is to come back.
But he did not need to look. The man on the bed was not so much like himself as the woman was like her, but the resemblance seemed to grow under his eyes, as such things do. It was helped out by the stain his brother had applied to his face in the Khyber.
But unquestionably there was a comparative although short-lived lull in the overt hostility of the Afghan peoples against Shah Soojah and his foreign supporters; and Macnaghten characteristically announced that 'the country was quiet from Dan to Beersheba. To one of his correspondents he wrote: 'From Mookoor to the Khyber Pass, all is content and tranquillity; and wherever we Europeans go, we are received with respect, attention and welcome.
"Yes, you must go to the Khyber Pass on an empty train or with a transport of English prisoners, and then on horseback through Afghanistan to the frontier, and thence again by railway to Kransnovodsk. Your journey would then be across the Caspian to Baku or by railway by way of Tiflis to Poti on the Black Sea and thence by ship to Constantinople.
But we got the Sergeant, badly wounded, and my brother would not have him slain. Rather he showed him much honour and had him borne to Mekran Kot, and when he was healed he took him to within sight of the outermost Khyber fort and set him free.... Yet was he not an enemy, Sahib, taken in war? Strange weaknesses had my poor brother...."
"Didst thou ever sing for her?" he asked, and the man turned round to stare at him as if he were mad, King saw then a blood-soaked bandage on the right of his neck, not very far from the jugular. "When she sings we are silent! When she is silent it is good to wait a while and see!" he answered "Hah!" said King. "Was that wound got in the Khyber the other day?" "Nay. Here in Khinjan.
But we thought you were going home?" "Yes; but I will come again. My friends, is that road shut?" He pointed to where the north star burned over the Khyber Pass. "By Jove! I forgot. Of course. Happy to meet you, old man, any time you like. Got everything you want, cheroots, ice, bedding? That's all right. Well, au revoir, Dirkovitch."
She looked pale and a little wearied, and I remembered I wished I did not know every change of her face as I did. It was a symptom that alarmed my selfishness it galled me with the sense that I was no longer my own despot. "So you have been up the Khyber Pass," she said as I fell into step at her side. "Tell me was it as wonderful as you expected?" "No, no, you tell me!
The reserve division gathering at Hassan Abdul and commanded by General Maude, would support the Khyber force; another reserve division massing at Sukkur under General Primrose, would act in support of the Candahar force; and a contingent contributed by the Sikh Feudatory States and commanded by Colonel Watson, was to do duty on the Kurum line of communication.
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