That is all . At Bandakui , where lives one of Us , I thought to slip the scent by changing my face , and so made me a Mahratta . Then I came to Agra , and would have turned back to Chitor to recover the letter . So sure I was I had slipped them . Therefore I did not send a tar -LSB- telegram -RSB- to any one saying where the letter lay . I wished the credit of it all . ' Kim nodded . He understood that feeling well . ` But at Agra , walking in the streets , a man cried a debt against me , and approaching with many witnesses , would hale me to the courts then and there . Oh , they are clever in the South ! He recognized me as his agent for cotton . May he burn in Hell for it ! ' ` And wast thou ? ' ' O fool ! I was the man they sought for the matter of the letter ! I ran into the Fleshers ' Ward and came out by the House of the Jew , who feared a riot and pushed me forth . I came afoot to Somna Road -- I had only money for my tikkut to Delhi -- and there , while I lay in a ditch with a fever , one sprang out of the bushes and beat me and cut me and searched me from head to foot . Within earshot of the terain it was ! ' ` Why did he not slay thee out of hand ? ' ` They are not so foolish .
If I am taken in XXXXX at the instance of lawyers , upon a proven charge of murder , my body is handed over to the State that desires it .
Agra Bandakui Chitor Delhi Kim Mahratta Road burn terain wast