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The Nilghai winced. He had not thought of this. 'As it is, I shall take this stuff and tear it small so! The manuscript fluttered in slips down the dark well of the staircase. 'Go home, Nilghai, said Dick; 'go home to your lonely little bed, and leave me in peace. I am about to turn in till to-morrow. 'Why, it isn't seven yet! said Torpenhow, with amazement.
'Dick, it is of common report that you are suffering from swelled head. 'Halloo, Nilghai. Back again? How are the Balkans and all the little Balkans? One side of your face is out of drawing, as usual. 'Never mind that. I am commissioned to smite you in print. Torpenhow refuses from false delicacy. I've been overhauling the pot-boilers in your studio. They are simply disgraceful.
There's a row somewhere, and I'm out of it! The Nilghai commanded silence in vain. 'That's for my sake, Dick said bitterly. 'The birds are getting ready to fly, and they wouldn't tell me. I can hear Morten-Sutherland and Mackaye. Half the War Correspondents in London are there; and I'm out of it. He stumbled across the landing and plunged into Torpenhow's room.
There was the glorious certainty of war in the Soudan at any moment. The Nilghai said so, and it was well to be in readiness.
The pig who, of course, will go to the ends of the earth for a full meal moved first by companies, scuffling over the rocks, and the deer followed, with the small wild foxes that live on the dead and dying of the herds; and the heavy-shouldered nilghai moved parallel with the deer, and the wild buffaloes of the swamps came after the nilghai.
All the mess plate was on the long table the same table that had served up the bodies of five dead officers in a forgotten fight long and long ago the dingy, battered standards faced the door of entrance, clumps of winter roses lay between the silver candlesticks, the portraits of eminent officers deceased looked down on their successors from between the heads of sambhur , nilghai , maikhor, and, pride of all the mess, two grinning snow-leopards that had cost Basset-Holmer four months' leave that he might have spent in England instead of on the road to Thibet, and the daily risk of his life on ledge, snowslide, and glassy grass slope.
'They never do when they first start off. What's that wreck on the ground there? 'Specimen of his latest impertinence. Torpenhow thrust the torn edges of the canvas together and showed the well-groomed picture to the Nilghai, who looked at it for a moment and whistled. 'It's a chromo, said he, 'a chromo-litholeomargarine fake! What possessed him to do it?
"Ye that bore us, O restore us! She is kinder than ye; For the call is on our heart-strings!" Said The Men of the Sea. The Nilghai sang that verse twice, with simple cunning, intending that Dick should hear. But Dick was waiting for the farewell of the men to their wives. "Ye that love us, can ye move us? She is dearer than ye; And your sleep will be the sweeter," Said The Men of the Sea.
'Because I've nothing except these things and my painting duds. Besides, I wanted to do honour to the sea. 'Did She make you feel restless? asked the Nilghai, keenly. 'Crazy. Don't speak of it. I'm sorry I went. Torpenhow and the Nilghai exchanged a look as Dick, stooping, busied himself among the former's boots and trees.
But it was only Herrick's Nightpiece to Julia that the Nilghai sang, and before it was ended Dick reappeared on the threshold, not altogether clothed indeed, but in his right mind, thirsty and at peace. The mood had come and gone with the rising and the falling of the tide by Fort Keeling.
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