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The mullah Muhammad Anim." "An Afghan?" King asked. "He says he is an Afghan. Itching to ask more questions, King sat still and held his peace. The direr the need of information in the "Hills," and in all the East for that matter, the greater the wisdom, as a rule, of seeming uninquisitive.
"We who are free of Khinjan Caves do not send men out to bring recruits. We know better than to bid our men tell lies for others at the gate. Nor, seeking proof for our new recruit, do we send men to hunt a head for him not even those of us who have a lashkar that we call our own, mullah Muhammad Anim. Each of us earns his own way in!"
"If you will, then write an answer to Muhammad Anim, not in Urdu, but in a language he can understand; seem to surrender to him. But to me send a verbal message, either by the bearer of this or by some trustier messenger. "India can profit yet by your service if you will. And in that case I pledge my word to direct the government's attention only to your good service in the matter.
One of the men, he nearest the mullah, got on his feet, but he had to step back a pace, for the mullah would not give ground and their breath was in each other's faces. "Where are the bombs? And the rifles? And the many cartridges?" he demanded. "We have waited long, Muhammad Anim. Where are they now?" The others got up, to lend the first man encouragement.
"If Ye wish it, I will order him tossed into Earth's Drink after those other three." Muhammed Anim rose stroking his beard and rocking where he stood. "It is the law!" he growled, and King shuddered. "It is the law," Yasmini answered in a voice that rang with pride and insolence, "that none interrupt me while I speak! For such ill- mannered ones Earth's Drink hungers!
She showed him a cave in which boxes were stacked in high square piles. "Dynamite bombs!" she boasted. "How many boxes? I forget! Too many to count! Women brought them all the way from the sea, for even Muhammad Anim could not make Afridi riflemen carry loads. I have wondered what Bull-with-a-beard will say when he misses his precious dynamite!" "You've enough in there to blow the mountain up!"
Muhammad Anim growled, pointing over his shoulder to a ledge of rock, like a shelf in the far wall. There was a bed upon it, of cotton blankets stuffed with dry grass. King walked over and felt the blankets and found them warm from the last man who had lain there. They smelt of him too. He lifted them and laughed.
Once it had not been difficult to pretend I took the men's part against Ranjoor Singh, but that was no longer so easy. "What is your will?" said I at last, for Ranjoor Singh continued to keep his back turned, and Gooja Singh and Rarnnarain were seeking to forestall each other. Anim Singh and Chatar Singh both strode up to me. "Tell him we will have none of such plunder as that!" they both said.
Rome called herself Christian and where is Rome? "But we, my warrior, when Muhammad Anim gets the word from Germany and gives the sign, and the 'Hills' are afire, and the whole East roars in the flame of the jihad we will put ourselves at the head of that jihad, and the East and the world is ours!" King smiled at her. "The East isn't very well armed," he objected. "Mere numbers " "Numbers?"
I studied Hindu, Muslim, Christian, every good-looking fighting man who came my way, knowing well that all creeds are one when the gods have named their choice. "There came that old Bull-with-a-beard, Muhammad Anim, and for a time I thought he is the man, for he is a man whatever else he is. But I tired of him.
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