a great crowd round the bungalow and along the road, and a mass of sepoys and police, made abibulla remark:

"it must be the tax-collector to bring such a mob together."

but for once he was mistaken.

a tonga arrived just as we drove up, bringing an english official, travelling in his own carriage; gaiters, shooting jacket, a switch in his hand. he seated himself outside the bungalow in a cane chair, close by mine. out of a case that was brought before him a hatchet and a pistol were unpacked, documentary evidence of the crime into which he was to inquire.

[pg 270]

and then, under the verandah, the accused were brought up: an old man and a youth, father and son, both superbly handsome, very tall, erect, haughty, in spite of the hustling of the armed men and the heavy chains that weighed on them; and after bowing low to the judge they stood towering above the crowd of witnesses, soldiers, and native functionaries, in magnificent dignity and calm indifference.

then, as it began to grow a little cool, the inquiry was continued indoors, whither the table was removed with the papers and the weapons, and, with great care, the magistrate's "soda." the two culprits were brought in and out, and in and out again, sometimes alone, sometimes to be confronted with the witnesses, who, almost all of them, had the fresh stains of the festival on their garments.

one of the police in charge had a whip, and when he was leading away the old man, holding his chain he "played horses" with him, to the great amusement of the bystanders, and even of the old fellow himself.

all round domel there were fields of lilac lilies among the silky young grass, and the cliffs were[pg 271] hung with a yellow eglantine exhaling a penetrating scent of almonds.

there was a large encampment round the bungalow that night: tents for the soldiers, and under the vehicles men sleeping on straw; others gathered round the fires, over which hung the cooking-pots, listening to a story-teller; and in a small hut of mud walls, with the door hanging loose, were the two prisoners with no light, watched by three dozing soldiers.