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Updated: May 25, 2025
Locked doors showed that the owner was away, and a few rude sometimes very rude chalk or paint scratches told where he had gone. Thus: 'Lutuf Ullah is gone to Kurdistan. Below, in coarse verse: 'O Allah, who sufferest lice to live on the coat of a Kabuli, why hast thou allowed this louse Lutuf to live so long?
Selling weeds eh? 'No; I am not troubled for my horses. I come to look for Lutuf Ullah. I have a truck-load up the line. Could anyone take them out without the Railway's knowledge? 'Shouldn't think so, Mahbub. You can claim against us if they do. 'I have seen two men crouching under the wheels of one of the trucks nearly all night. Fakirs do not steal horses, so I gave them no more thought.
I would find Lutuf Ullah, my partner. 'The deuce you did? And you didn't bother your head about it? 'Pon my word, it's just almost as well that I met you. What were they like, eh? 'They were only fakirs. They will no more than take a little grain, perhaps, from one of the trucks. There are many up the line. The State will never miss the dole. I came here seeking for my partner, Lutuf Ullah.
The public letter-writer, who knew English, composed excellent telegrams, such as: 'Creighton, Laurel Bank, Umballa. Horse is Arabian as already advised. Sorrowful delayed pedigree which am translating. And later to the same address: 'Much sorrowful delay. Will forward pedigree. To his sub-partner at Delhi he wired: 'Lutuf Ullah.
'Never mind your partner. Where are your horse-trucks? 'A little to this side of the farthest place where they make lamps for the trains. 'The signal-box! Yes. 'And upon the rail nearest to the road upon the right-hand side looking up the line thus. But as regards Lutuf Ullah a tall man with a broken nose, and a Persian greyhound Aie!
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