human
Why are you crying, 'Tegh Bahadur?' he said;
gpt
I am not badly hit.
human
I am crying, Sahib, he said,
gpt
You must pardon me, Sahib, he said,
human
The Major told him to lie still.
gpt
We are taking you to a cool place, he explained.
human
Now you must be quick and get well. The Gurkha answered with a faint smile,
gpt
Now that your honours have honoured me by carrying me, I shall quickly get well.
human
Our Colonel Sahib shot remarkably well, but God was merciful to the birds story is told of a very different race. If a colonel of Gurkhas shoots really badly, his orderly will probably be found doubled up with mirth. The few comments of the Gurkha that stick in the mind are memorable in most instances for some crudeness, or misconception, or for a primitive, and not infrequently a somewhat gruesome, sense of humour. One meets many types, but the average
gpt
Gurkh,