human
What tidings hast thou for us, Meah Sahib? cried a fine bearded fellow of his own tribe of Pathans, also a favourite.
gpt
May thy prestige increase! but there should be something by thy look,--a march against those zenana dogs of Moghuls, or a fray over the border against Golconda.
human
A hunt of Moghuls! echoed several.
gpt
What better sport, Meah? There are some pickings of Delhi gold to be got in their waist-bands and pockets.
human
And what has my lord for his servants to perform? asked Bulwunt Rao, now advancing with his usual easy yet deferential manner.
gpt
Speak but the word, and we are in our saddles directly. Shall I order the Nagara to be beaten, and cry to horse!
human
Not so, Bulwunt, said the young man, taking him aside;
gpt
For me alone, Meah? returned Bulwunt Rao, laughing.
human
What brawl have you fallen into? whom have you slain to-day, sir?
gpt
Let us all follow if ye are going out, cried several others;
human
We have had nothing to do for a month,
gpt
And our swords have lost their edges, Meah,
human
Peace, all of ye, exclaimed the young Khan;
gpt
We were none of us with you, my lord, to-day, cried several,
human
I had others of the King's, and was quite safe, returned Fazil;
gpt
he continued seriously,
human
Wait for a moment, Meah, he said,
gpt
I will join you instantly; and so saying, he ran quickly back to the spot where he had left his carpet, seized a brass vessel of cool water, poured some into his hand and dashed it upon his face, then swallowed several rapid and deep gulps, and returned.
human
Now, I am fit to listen to the words of the holy Krishna himself if he were on earth; therefore speak on, Meah Sahib, and behold your servant ready to think for you, or to fight for you, as you please!
gpt
Ay, there is some soberness about you now, Bulwunt, said the young man;
human
Nay, Meah, be merciful, and pardon me for once, said Bulwunt, closing his hands and putting them up to his forehead;
gpt
We must be content here, he said.
human
Go, shut the door, we shall at least be safe from interruption.
gpt
In the name of all the gods, Meah, said Bulwunt Rao, as he returned and sat down on the step of the porch beside Fazil,
human
Silence, returned Fazil,