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"and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." | Mr. Mcbryde | driver, cried," Keep him away'<|quote|>"and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense."</|quote|>"I suppose there's no possibil... | Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away'<|quote|>"and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense."</|quo... | helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away'<|quote|>"and it was that that put... | is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. ... | go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud... | He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge a... | two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up some trifles belonging to the ladies, and was appropriating for himself various articles to which he had no right; he was a camp f... | her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap ha... | A Passage To India |
"I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" | Cyril Fielding | she behaved with great sense."<|quote|>"I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?"</|quote|>he asked suddenly. "I hardly | to join you. I think she behaved with great sense."<|quote|>"I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?"</|quote|>he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." | away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense."<|quote|>"I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?"</|... | her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our... | we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the c... | and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we search... | right; he was a camp follower of the angry English. Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned thou... | they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her a... | A Passage To India |
he asked suddenly. | No speaker | of my seeing Miss Quested?"<|quote|>he asked suddenly.</|quote|>"I hardly think that would | "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?"<|quote|>he asked suddenly.</|quote|>"I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid | the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?"<|quote|>he asked suddenly.</|quote|>"I hardly think that... | Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made str... | Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Ka... | and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh n... | Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary w... | been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have ple... | A Passage To India |
"I hardly think that would do. Surely." | Mr. Mcbryde | Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly.<|quote|>"I hardly think that would do. Surely."</|quote|>"I was afraid you'ld say | no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly.<|quote|>"I hardly think that would do. Surely."</|quote|>"I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much | what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly.<|quote|>"I hardly think that would do. Surely."</|... | had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bunga... | adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss... | the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'... | no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting... | because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, a... | A Passage To India |
"I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." | Cyril Fielding | think that would do. Surely."<|quote|>"I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to."</|quote|>"She is in no state | he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely."<|quote|>"I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to."</|quote|>"She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you | our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely."<|quote|>"I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very... | saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story... | allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the fa... | is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cri... | off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bung... | precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have... | A Passage To India |
"She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." | Mr. Mcbryde | should very much like to."<|quote|>"She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well."</|quote|>"Hardly at all. . . | afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to."<|quote|>"She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well."</|quote|>"Hardly at all. . . . But you see I | I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to."<|quote|>"She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, ... | about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think ... | some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her... | made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, t... | so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies ... | say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I w... | A Passage To India |
"Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." | Cyril Fielding | you don't know her well."<|quote|>"Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent."</|quote|>The policeman started in surprise, | state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well."<|quote|>"Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent."</|quote|>The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over | behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well."<|quote|>"Hardly at all. . . . But you see ... | driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing ... | talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with he... | and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any mor... | the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their littl... | precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have... | A Passage To India |
The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. | No speaker | that wretched boy is innocent."<|quote|>The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset.</|quote|>"I had no idea that | some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent."<|quote|>The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset.</|quote|>"I had no idea that was in your mind," he | Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent."<|quote|>The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passe... | for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very muc... | the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was begi... | no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. Th... | the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. ... | be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew wi... | A Passage To India |
"I had no idea that was in your mind," | Mr. Mcbryde | his dispositions to be upset.<|quote|>"I had no idea that was in your mind,"</|quote|>he said, and looked for | for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset.<|quote|>"I had no idea that was in your mind,"</|quote|>he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, | you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset.<|quote|>"I had no idea that was in your mind,"</|quo... | join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . ... | gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cri... | been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have ple... | asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officia... | Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol a... | A Passage To India |
he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. | No speaker | that was in your mind,"<|quote|>he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him.</|quote|>"Those field-glasses upset me for | upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind,"<|quote|>he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him.</|quote|>"Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought | . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind,"<|quote|>he said, and looked for support at the signed dep... | "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous ... | her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our... | of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear t... | salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing... | pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw on... | A Passage To India |
"Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." | Cyril Fielding | deposition, which lay before him.<|quote|>"Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket."</|quote|>"Quite possible, I'm afraid; when | for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him.<|quote|>"Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket."</|quote|>"Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he | that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him.<|quote|>"Those field-glasses upset me for a min... | hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise... | got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow,... | appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they cont... | like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. Th... | off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on ... | A Passage To India |
"Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." | Mr. Mcbryde | her glasses into his pocket."<|quote|>"Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer."</|quote|>"I don't follow." "How should | assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket."<|quote|>"Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer."</|quote|>"I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of | "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket."<|quote|>"Quite possible, I'm afraid... | you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and ... | Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose th... | couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes,... | of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I ... | When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frighte... | A Passage To India |
"I don't follow." | Cyril Fielding | very bad, but very queer."<|quote|>"I don't follow."</|quote|>"How should you? When you | bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer."<|quote|>"I don't follow."</|quote|>"How should you? When you think of crime you think | deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer."<|quote|>"I don't follo... | some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-gl... | on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Sur... | thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to b... | marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it,... | to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahm... | A Passage To India |
"How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bi... | Mr. Mcbryde | very queer." "I don't follow."<|quote|>"How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather th... | not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow."<|quote|>"How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny re... | before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow."<|quote|>"How should you? W... | and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a mi... | of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was ... | next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. ... | a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they wi... | the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses... | A Passage To India |
He held up Aziz' pocket-case. | No speaker | Look at this, for instance."<|quote|>He held up Aziz' pocket-case.</|quote|>"I am going through the | they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance."<|quote|>He held up Aziz' pocket-case.</|quote|>"I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. | as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance."<|quote|>He held up Aziz' pocket-case.</|quot... | greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmas... | he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only ver... | her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our... | a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. H... | made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I s... | A Passage To India |
"I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." | Mr. Mcbryde | He held up Aziz' pocket-case.<|quote|>"I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel."</|quote|>"I don't want to hear | Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case.<|quote|>"I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel."</|quote|>"I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have | once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case.<|quote|>"I am going through the co... | should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently yo... | support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." ... | guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of... | be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew wi... | sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She... | A Passage To India |
"I don't want to hear his private letters." | Cyril Fielding | who apparently keeps a brothel."<|quote|>"I don't want to hear his private letters."</|quote|>"It'll have to be quoted | a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel."<|quote|>"I don't want to hear his private letters."</|quote|>"It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on | be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel."<|quote|>"I don't want to hear his private lette... | Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they... | that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll t... | was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent t... | with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a ter... | prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested runnin... | A Passage To India |
"It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." | Mr. Mcbryde | to hear his private letters."<|quote|>"It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta."</|quote|>"Oh, that'll do, that'll do." | a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters."<|quote|>"It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta."</|quote|>"Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It | as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters."<|quote|>"It'll have to be quoted in Cour... | the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have develope... | put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he cam... | her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with g... | found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his... | see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a pre... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, that'll do, that'll do." | Cyril Fielding | to see women at Calcutta."<|quote|>"Oh, that'll do, that'll do."</|quote|>McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It | morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta."<|quote|>"Oh, that'll do, that'll do."</|quote|>McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that | am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta."<|quote|>"Oh, that'll do, that'll do."</|quote|>McBryd... | before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They ... | but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than t... | put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think tha... | arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest... | to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm a... | A Passage To India |
McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. | No speaker | "Oh, that'll do, that'll do."<|quote|>McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in.</|quote|>"I dare say you have | to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do."<|quote|>McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in.</|quote|>"I dare say you have the right to throw stones | They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do."<|quote|>McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvio... | consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter ... | follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should b... | track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "... | all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is... | face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car... | A Passage To India |
"I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." | Cyril Fielding | where the objection came in.<|quote|>"I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age."</|quote|>So had the Superintendent of | and he could not think where the objection came in.<|quote|>"I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age."</|quote|>So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that | bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in.<|quote|>"I dare say you have the right to throw s... | into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see w... | he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you o... | I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you ... | his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and th... | "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, ... | A Passage To India |
So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. | No speaker | the same at his age."<|quote|>So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either.</|quote|>"Miss Quested really cannot be | but I haven't. I did the same at his age."<|quote|>So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either.</|quote|>"Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that | that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age."<|quote|>So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversat... | a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they ... | should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be cha... | "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, ... | is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cri... | far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, y... | A Passage To India |
"Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" | Cyril Fielding | like Fielding's next remark either.<|quote|>"Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?"</|quote|>"You have never explained to | was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either.<|quote|>"Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?"</|quote|>"You have never explained to me what's in your mind | have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either.<|quote|>"Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do ... | He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing ... | you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-c... | at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed d... | the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" ... | beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the d... | A Passage To India |
"You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" | Mr. Mcbryde | know that for a certainty?"<|quote|>"You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?"</|quote|>"On the off chance of | cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?"<|quote|>"You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?"</|quote|>"On the off chance of her recanting before you send | but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?"<|quote|>"You have never explained to me wh... | do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superinte... | and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a let... | hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses... | him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you ... | couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no... | A Passage To India |
"On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." | Cyril Fielding | you want to see her?"<|quote|>"On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing."</|quote|>"It's no use rin... | here. Why on earth do you want to see her?"<|quote|>"On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing."</|q... | the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?"<|quote|>"On the off chance of her recanting befor... | about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not li... | boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be ... | face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her gla... | he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn... | of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these peop... | A Passage To India |
"It's no use ringing up them," | Mr. Mcbryde | enquire. It'll cost you nothing."<|quote|>"It's no use ringing up them,"</|quote|>he replied, stretching out for | wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing."<|quote|>"It's no use ringing up them,"</|quote|>he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a | "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing."<|quote|>"It's no use ringing up them,"</|quote|>he repl... | the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you se... | to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the ... | to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was... | There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the clu... | tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? Bu... | A Passage To India |
he replied, stretching out for the telephone. | No speaker | no use ringing up them,"<|quote|>he replied, stretching out for the telephone.</|quote|>"Callendar settles a question like | It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them,"<|quote|>he replied, stretching out for the telephone.</|quote|>"Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't | recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them,"<|quote|>he replied, stretching out for the telepho... | that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committ... | have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you ha... | her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came do... | get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a ha... | the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have develope... | A Passage To India |
"Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." | Mr. Mcbryde | stretching out for the telephone.<|quote|>"Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill."</|quote|>"He's sure to refuse, it's | ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone.<|quote|>"Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill."</|quote|>"He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said | and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone.<|quote|>"Callendar settles a question like th... | Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes... | bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at... | I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he sho... | her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start alrea... | bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather t... | A Passage To India |
"He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," | Cyril Fielding | grasped that she's seriously ill."<|quote|>"He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for,"</|quote|>said the other desperately. The | that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill."<|quote|>"He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for,"</|quote|>said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the | argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill."<|quote|>"He's sure to refus... | a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wi... | do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had t... | queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagav... | bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked... | him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think o... | A Passage To India |
said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. | No speaker | it's all he exists for,"<|quote|>said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled.</|quote|>"I only wanted to ask | ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for,"<|quote|>said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled.</|quote|>"I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, | ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for,"<|quote|>said the other desp... | in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing.... | obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the co... | think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Thoug... | Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave pe... | minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The p... | A Passage To India |
"I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." | Cyril Fielding | of the patient being troubled.<|quote|>"I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave."</|quote|>"Possibly my wife might ask | the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled.<|quote|>"I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave."</|quote|>"Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ | he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled.<|quote|>"I on... | recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Cal... | not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark eithe... | next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you s... | from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks... | developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing u... | A Passage To India |
"Possibly my wife might ask her that much." | Mr. Mcbryde | followed her into the cave."<|quote|>"Possibly my wife might ask her that much."</|quote|>"But _I_ wanted to ask | that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave."<|quote|>"Possibly my wife might ask her that much."</|quote|>"But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who | "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave."<|quote|>"Possibly my wife might ask her that... | argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's ... | doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to m... | Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across t... | brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones fa... | I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really... | A Passage To India |
"But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." | Cyril Fielding | might ask her that much."<|quote|>"But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her."</|quote|>"What difference does that make?" | the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much."<|quote|>"But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her."</|quote|>"What difference does that make?" "She is among people who | for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much."<|quote|>"But _I_ wanted to ask her. I wan... | just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other despera... | same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on ea... | than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts yo... | prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested runnin... | not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocke... | A Passage To India |
"What difference does that make?" | Mr. Mcbryde | in him to ask her."<|quote|>"What difference does that make?"</|quote|>"She is among people who | I want someone who believes in him to ask her."<|quote|>"What difference does that make?"</|quote|>"She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she | the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her."<|quote|>"What difference does that make?"</|quote|>"She is... | use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being t... | had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report... | the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they h... | some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her... | I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes not only very bad, but very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he sho... | A Passage To India |
"She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." | Cyril Fielding | "What difference does that make?"<|quote|>"She is among people who disbelieve in Indians."</|quote|>"Well, she tells her own | in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?"<|quote|>"She is among people who disbelieve in Indians."</|quote|>"Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, | only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?"<|quote|>"She is among people who disbelieve in Indians.... | replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted t... | was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed fo... | are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men... | she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her ... | these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently ... | A Passage To India |
"Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" | Mr. Mcbryde | people who disbelieve in Indians."<|quote|>"Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?"</|quote|>"I know, but she tells | that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians."<|quote|>"Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?"</|quote|>"I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised | certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians."<|quote|>"Well, she tells her own story, does... | a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Az... | remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old ... | beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up ... | and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not wit... | I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay befor... | A Passage To India |
"I know, but she tells it to you." | Cyril Fielding | her own story, doesn't she?"<|quote|>"I know, but she tells it to you."</|quote|>McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: | in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?"<|quote|>"I know, but she tells it to you."</|quote|>McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, | followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?"<|quote|>"I know, but she tells it to you."... | grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly... | You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness... | to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the con... | you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had ... | the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they h... | A Passage To India |
McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: | No speaker | she tells it to you."<|quote|>McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:</|quote|>"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, | doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you."<|quote|>McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:</|quote|>"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you | might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you."<|quote|>McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:</|quot... | refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wante... | have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek an... | consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter ... | almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek s... | and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next... | A Passage To India |
"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." | Mr. Mcbryde | McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:<|quote|>"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger."</|quote|>They were silent. Another card | she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:<|quote|>"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger."</|quote|>They were silent. Another card was brought into the office | "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring:<|quote|>"A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Cal... | for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someon... | what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you n... | people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps ... | stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just... | where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Q... | A Passage To India |
They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. | No speaker | no means out of danger."<|quote|>They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering.</|quote|>"I must put this report | says that she is by no means out of danger."<|quote|>They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering.</|quote|>"I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish | story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger."<|quote|>They were silent. Another card was brought into th... | was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to ... | whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's ... | He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, tha... | her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our... | do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had t... | A Passage To India |
"I must put this report through now, Fielding." | Mr. Mcbryde | The opposite army was gathering.<|quote|>"I must put this report through now, Fielding."</|quote|>"I wish you wouldn't." "How | brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering.<|quote|>"I must put this report through now, Fielding."</|quote|>"I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel | "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering.<|quote|>"I must put this report through now, Fie... | "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar w... | just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other despera... | is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought ... | some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are t... | you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not ... | A Passage To India |
"I wish you wouldn't." | Cyril Fielding | this report through now, Fielding."<|quote|>"I wish you wouldn't."</|quote|>"How can I not?" "I | was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding."<|quote|>"I wish you wouldn't."</|quote|>"How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather | of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding."<|quote|>"I wish you wouldn't."</|quote|>"How can I... | someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm so... | and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: ... | keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, a... | just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it y... | very queer." "I don't follow." "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the B... | A Passage To India |
"How can I not?" | Mr. Mcbryde | Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't."<|quote|>"How can I not?"</|quote|>"I feel that things are | put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't."<|quote|>"How can I not?"</|quote|>"I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as | I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't."<|quote|>"How can I not?"</|quote|>"I feel that... | him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad... | you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear... | don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think... | beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the d... | the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested... | A Passage To India |
"I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." | Cyril Fielding | wouldn't." "How can I not?"<|quote|>"I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose."</|quote|>He hesitated. "His own people | now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?"<|quote|>"I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose."</|quote|>He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him | he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?"<|quote|>"I feel that things are rather unsatis... | "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now... | use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being t... | his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objectio... | about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," Keep him away' "and it was that that put our friend on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think ... | what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you n... | A Passage To India |
He hesitated. | No speaker | see your prisoner, I suppose."<|quote|>He hesitated.</|quote|>"His own people seem in | most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose."<|quote|>He hesitated.</|quote|>"His own people seem in touch with him all right." | office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose."<|quote|>He hesitated.</|quot... | to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering.... | sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _... | that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the S... | on the track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Sur... | Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" ... | A Passage To India |
"His own people seem in touch with him all right." | Mr. Mcbryde | prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated.<|quote|>"His own people seem in touch with him all right."</|quote|>"Well, when he's done with | smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated.<|quote|>"His own people seem in touch with him all right."</|quote|>"Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you | The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated.<|quote|>"His own people seem in tou... | McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must ... | refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wante... | McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent... | track of what had happened. They made straight for our bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "... | connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, ... | A Passage To India |
"Well, when he's done with them." | Cyril Fielding | touch with him all right."<|quote|>"Well, when he's done with them."</|quote|>"I wouldn't keep you waiting; | "His own people seem in touch with him all right."<|quote|>"Well, when he's done with them."</|quote|>"I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence | through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right."<|quote|>"Well, when he's done with them."... | Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How c... | The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her."... | any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken... | bungalow, and are there now. That's the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like t... | at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have n... | A Passage To India |
"I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" | Mr. Mcbryde | when he's done with them."<|quote|>"I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?"</|quote|>"I say he's innocent" "Innocence | with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them."<|quote|>"I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?"</|quote|>"I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself | wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them."<|quote|>"I wouldn't keep you waiting; good ... | her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are ... | Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" ... | all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable.... | the story as far as I know it yet. She sent the driver to join you. I think she behaved with great sense." "I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyon... | that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife... | A Passage To India |
"I say he's innocent" | Cyril Fielding | mix yourself up with pitch?"<|quote|>"I say he's innocent"</|quote|>"Innocence or guilt, why mix | meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?"<|quote|>"I say he's innocent"</|quote|>"Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" | see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?"<|quote|>"I say he's innocent"</|qu... | card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He... | her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised h... | a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have neve... | possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that tha... | ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately.... | A Passage To India |
"Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" | Mr. Mcbryde | pitch?" "I say he's innocent"<|quote|>"Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?"</|quote|>"Oh, good, good," he cried, | Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent"<|quote|>"Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?"</|quote|>"Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was | suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent"<|quote|>"Innocence or guilt, why ... | the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own p... | "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuri... | doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to m... | Miss Quested?" he asked suddenly. "I hardly think that would do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocen... | man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explai... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, good, good," | Cyril Fielding | yourself up? What's the good?"<|quote|>"Oh, good, good,"</|quote|>he cried, feeling that every | "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?"<|quote|>"Oh, good, good,"</|quote|>he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's | him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?"<|quote|>"Oh, good, good,"</|quot... | put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done wit... | wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear... | his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do y... | do. Surely." "I was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed ov... | don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse,... | A Passage To India |
he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. | No speaker | the good?" "Oh, good, good,"<|quote|>he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped.</|quote|>"One's got to breathe occasionally, | why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good,"<|quote|>he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped.</|quote|>"One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I | "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good,"<|quote|>he cried, feeling that... | through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I woul... | her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing... | had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to se... | was afraid you'ld say that. I should very much like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for... | not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Lo... | A Passage To India |
"One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." | Cyril Fielding | every earth was being stopped.<|quote|>"One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps."</|quote|>"Sort of all-white thing the | good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped.<|quote|>"One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps."</|quote|>"Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib ... | you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped.<|quote|>"One's got to breat... | I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence... | ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad accoun... | the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you se... | like to." "She is in no state to see anyone. Besides, you don't know her well." "Hardly at all. . . . But you see I believe she's under some hideous delusion, and that that wretched boy is innocent." The policeman started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset... | But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' poc... | A Passage To India |
"Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," | Mr. Mcbryde | I could get two steps."<|quote|>"Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do,"</|quote|>he muttered sentimentally. And trying | Turton called me off before I could get two steps."<|quote|>"Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do,"</|quote|>he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he | he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps."<|quote|>"Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do,"</|quo... | "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every e... | Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How c... | Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ring... | started in surprise, and a shadow passed over his face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, hav... | his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young ma... | A Passage To India |
he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: | No speaker | the Burra Sahib would do,"<|quote|>he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said:</|quote|>"We shall all have to | steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do,"<|quote|>he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said:</|quote|>"We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm | "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do,"<|quote|>he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patroniz... | you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occas... | to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisf... | "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching o... | face, for he could not bear his dispositions to be upset. "I had no idea that was in your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her gla... | for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up you... | A Passage To India |
"We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very n... | Mr. Mcbryde | over the table, and said:<|quote|>"We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore... | patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said:<|quote|>"We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation ... | him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said:<|quote|>"We shall all have to hang together, ol... | Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with ... | of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I... | and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped tha... | your mind," he said, and looked for support at the signed deposition, which lay before him. "Those field-glasses upset me for a minute, but I've thought since: it's impossible that, having attempted to assault her, he would put her glasses into his pocket." "Quite possible, I'm afraid; when an Indian goes bad, he goes ... | into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his e... | A Passage To India |
"So I have just told you." | Cyril Fielding | few weeks, very nasty indeed."<|quote|>"So I have just told you."</|quote|>"But at a time like | at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed."<|quote|>"So I have just told you."</|quote|>"But at a time like this there's no room for | in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed."<|quote|>"So I have just told you."</|quote|>"But at a time l... | called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your ... | own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "O... | it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask... | "How should you? When you think of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bi... | expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "Wh... | A Passage To India |
"But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." | Mr. Mcbryde | I have just told you."<|quote|>"But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost."</|quote|>"I see what you mean." | weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you."<|quote|>"But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost."</|quote|>"I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. | much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you."<|quote|>"But at a time like this there's no room for well pe... | get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't ... | him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feel... | the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who belie... | of crime you think of English crime. The psychology here is different. I dare say you'll tell me next that he was quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm ... | have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know tha... | A Passage To India |
"I see what you mean." | Cyril Fielding | toe the line is lost."<|quote|>"I see what you mean."</|quote|>"No, you don't see entirely. | views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost."<|quote|>"I see what you mean."</|quote|>"No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, | it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost."<|quote|>"I see what you mean."</|quote|>"No, you don't see enti... | stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at ... | visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't ... | ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her ... | quite normal when he came down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as ... | that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow,... | A Passage To India |
"No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" | Mr. Mcbryde | "I see what you mean."<|quote|>"No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals"</|quote|>he pointed at the lawyers' | toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean."<|quote|>"No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals"</|quote|>he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all | general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean."<|quote|>"No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himse... | table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next ... | what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to c... | certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?... | down from the hill to greet you. No reason he should not be. Read any of the Mutiny records; which, rather than the Bhagavad Gita, should be your Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once befo... | it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask... | A Passage To India |
he pointed at the lawyers' cards | No speaker | in the line. These jackals"<|quote|>he pointed at the lawyers' cards</|quote|>"are looking with all their | line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals"<|quote|>he pointed at the lawyers' cards</|quote|>"are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can | this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals"<|quote|>he pointed at the lawyers' cards</|quote|>"are lookin... | you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe... | feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimental... | want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I... | Bible in this country. Though I'm not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. ... | for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is... | A Passage To India |
"are looking with all their eyes for a gap." | Mr. Mcbryde | pointed at the lawyers' cards<|quote|>"are looking with all their eyes for a gap."</|quote|>"Can I visit Aziz?" was | the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards<|quote|>"are looking with all their eyes for a gap."</|quote|>"Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that | personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards<|quote|>"are looking with all their eyes for a gap."</|quo... | poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see wha... | stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patroni... | to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad acc... | not sure that the one and the other are not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are... | she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn... | A Passage To India |
"Can I visit Aziz?" | Cyril Fielding | their eyes for a gap."<|quote|>"Can I visit Aziz?"</|quote|>was his answer. "No." Now | cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap."<|quote|>"Can I visit Aziz?"</|quote|>was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's | is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap."<|quote|>"Can I visit Aziz?"</|quote|>was his answer. "No." Now... | must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. H... | have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "W... | is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out o... | not closely connected. Am I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Lo... | take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I may... | A Passage To India |
was his answer. | No speaker | gap." "Can I visit Aziz?"<|quote|>was his answer.</|quote|>"No." Now that he knew | all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?"<|quote|>was his answer.</|quote|>"No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman | what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?"<|quote|>was his answer.</|quote|>"No." Now that he knew of ... | me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses h... | her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to... | disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were... | I not being beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance."... | he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered s... | A Passage To India |
"No." | Mr. Mcbryde | visit Aziz?" was his answer.<|quote|>"No."</|quote|>Now that he knew of | for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer.<|quote|>"No."</|quote|>Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had | "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer.<|quote|>"No."</|quote|>Now that he knew of Turton's attitud... | general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he w... | I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang togethe... | "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card wa... | beastly? But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up ... | says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are ... | A Passage To India |
Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. | No speaker | Aziz?" was his answer. "No."<|quote|>Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts.</|quote|>"You may see him on | a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No."<|quote|>Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts.</|quote|>"You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on | you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No."<|quote|>Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policem... | situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens h... | mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together,... | she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was broug... | But, you see, Fielding, as I've said to you once before, you're a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' poc... | but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite ar... | A Passage To India |
"You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." | Mr. Mcbryde | the policeman had no doubts.<|quote|>"You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications."</|quote|>He paused, reflecting that if | he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts.<|quote|>"You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications."</|quote|>He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten | friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts.<|quote|>"You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on... | weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. Th... | to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, ... | it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gatheri... | a schoolmaster, and consequently you come across these people at their best. That's what puts you wrong. They can be charming as boys. But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifyin... | Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you... | A Passage To India |
He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, | No speaker | might lead to more complications."<|quote|>He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said,</|quote|>"To whom do I apply | I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications."<|quote|>He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said,</|quote|>"To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." | with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications."<|quote|>He paused, reflecting that if he had ... | The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his a... | muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must tak... | say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfact... | But I know them as they really are, after they have developed into men. Look at this, for instance." He held up Aziz' pocket-case. "I am going through the contents. They are not edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted... | opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him ... | A Passage To India |
"To whom do I apply for an order?" | Cyril Fielding | his teeth, he then said,<|quote|>"To whom do I apply for an order?"</|quote|>"City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" | McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said,<|quote|>"To whom do I apply for an order?"</|quote|>"City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well | magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said,<|quote|>"To whom do I appl... | you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel just... | I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room fo... | was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "W... | edifying. Here is a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any tw... | "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar w... | A Passage To India |
"City Magistrate." | Mr. Mcbryde | I apply for an order?"<|quote|>"City Magistrate."</|quote|>"That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one | then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?"<|quote|>"City Magistrate."</|quote|>"That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor | don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?"<|quote|>"City Magistrate."</|quote|>"That ... | jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more compli... | service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who do... | now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't kee... | who apparently keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew abou... | unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I me... | A Passage To India |
"That sounds comfortable!" | Cyril Fielding | for an order?" "City Magistrate."<|quote|>"That sounds comfortable!"</|quote|>"Yes, one can't very well | "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate."<|quote|>"That sounds comfortable!"</|quote|>"Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" | justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate."<|quote|>"That sounds comfortable!"... | pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He... | don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the... | "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; g... | keeps a brothel." "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, a... | You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." | Mr. Mcbryde | "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!"<|quote|>"Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop."</|quote|>More "evidence" appeared at this | I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!"<|quote|>"Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop."</|quote|>More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' | lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!"<|quote|>"Yes, one can't ver... | lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflec... | know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." ... | wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens,... | "I don't want to hear his private letters." "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not th... | table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next ... | A Passage To India |
More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. | No speaker | very well worry poor Heaslop."<|quote|>More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms.</|quote|>"Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's | sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop."<|quote|>More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms.</|quote|>"Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. | if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop."<|quote|>More "evidence" appeared at ... | for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younge... | do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see... | things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visito... | "It'll have to be quoted in Court, as bearing on his morals. He was fixing up to see women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say... | mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together,... | A Passage To India |
"Photographs of women. Ah!" | Mr. Mcbryde | triumph in a corporal's arms.<|quote|>"Photographs of women. Ah!"</|quote|>"That's his wife," said Fielding, | from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms.<|quote|>"Photographs of women. Ah!"</|quote|>"That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know | to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms.<|quote|>"Ph... | the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between ... | Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line,... | can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocen... | women at Calcutta." "Oh, that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I d... | up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but T... | A Passage To India |
"That's his wife," | Cyril Fielding | arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!"<|quote|>"That's his wife,"</|quote|>said Fielding, wincing. "How do | with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!"<|quote|>"That's his wife,"</|quote|>said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told | bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!"<|quote|>... | doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then sa... | few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line... | I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yo... | that'll do, that'll do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." ... | "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very n... | A Passage To India |
said Fielding, wincing. | No speaker | women. Ah!" "That's his wife,"<|quote|>said Fielding, wincing.</|quote|>"How do you know that?" | a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife,"<|quote|>said Fielding, wincing.</|quote|>"How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave | teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife,"<|quot... | see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I... | nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals"... | hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What... | do." McBryde stopped, naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superinte... | in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a ... | A Passage To India |
"How do you know that?" | Mr. Mcbryde | his wife," said Fielding, wincing.<|quote|>"How do you know that?"</|quote|>"He told me." McBryde gave | "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing.<|quote|>"How do you know that?"</|quote|>"He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and | said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, winci... | a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for ... | I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the ... | people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, g... | naively puzzled. It was obvious to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but h... | junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this t... | A Passage To India |
"He told me." | Cyril Fielding | "How do you know that?"<|quote|>"He told me."</|quote|>McBryde gave a faint, incredulous | his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?"<|quote|>"He told me."</|quote|>McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in | apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know... | my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate."... | "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are loo... | him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feel... | to him that any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversati... | good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at l... | A Passage To India |
McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. | No speaker | know that?" "He told me."<|quote|>McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial.</|quote|>"Wife indeed, I know those | Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me."<|quote|>McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial.</|quote|>"Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud | order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He t... | I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comforta... | time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with ... | "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every e... | any two sahibs ought to pool all they knew about any Indian, and he could not think where the objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken... | cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn't she?" "I know, but she tells it to you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, ... | A Passage To India |
"Wife indeed, I know those wives!" | Mr. Mcbryde | became inquisitive and slightly bestial.<|quote|>"Wife indeed, I know those wives!"</|quote|>he was thinking. Aloud he | in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial.<|quote|>"Wife indeed, I know those wives!"</|quote|>he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot | moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestia... | ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer f... | "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's a... | visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't ... | objection came in. "I dare say you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested rea... | Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you... | A Passage To India |
he was thinking. Aloud he said: | No speaker | indeed, I know those wives!"<|quote|>he was thinking. Aloud he said:</|quote|>"Well, you must trot off | inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!"<|quote|>he was thinking. Aloud he said:</|quote|>"Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the | borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!"<|quote|... | longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with ... | you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had n... | the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up ... | you have the right to throw stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know... | most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why m... | A Passage To India |
"Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." | Mr. Mcbryde | was thinking. Aloud he said:<|quote|>"Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ."</|quote|>As if his prayer had | I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said:<|quote|>"Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ."</|quote|>As if his prayer had been heard, there was a | arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said:<|quote|>"W... | responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "... | only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a... | with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turt... | stones at a young man for doing that, but I haven't. I did the same at his age." So had the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You... | I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang togethe... | A Passage To India |
As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate | No speaker | help us all. . ."<|quote|>As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate</|quote|>"It's all a mistake," he | Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ."<|quote|>As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate</|quote|>"I... | gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ."<|quote|>As if his prayer had been heard, ther... | "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me."... | jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more compli... | cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sent... | the Superintendent of Police, but he considered that the conversation had taken a turn that was undesirable. He did not like Fielding's next remark either. "Miss Quested really cannot be seen? You do know that for a certainty?" "You have never explained to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see he... | you." McBryde raised his eyebrows, murmuring: "A bit too finespun. Anyhow, Callendar won't hear of you seeing her. I'm sorry to say he gave a bad account just now. He says that she is by no means out of danger." They were silent. Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I... | A Passage To India |
"It's all a mistake," | Cyril Fielding | Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate<|quote|>"It's all a mistake,"</|quote|>he answered, "Ah, ah, has | up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate<|quote|>"It's all a mistake,"</|quote|>he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will | us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate<|quote|>"It's all a mistake,"... | do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As i... | magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an... | off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in ... | to me what's in your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost... | you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "a... | A Passage To India |
he answered, | No speaker | passionate "It's all a mistake,"<|quote|>he answered,</|quote|>"Ah, ah, has some evidence | saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake,"<|quote|>he answered,</|quote|>"Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said | us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake,"<|quote|>he answered,</|qu... | "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had be... | my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate."... | get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't ... | your mind here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "... | at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, a... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" | Hamidullah | all a mistake," he answered,<|quote|>"Ah, ah, has some evidence come?"</|quote|>"It will come," said Fielding, | To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered,<|quote|>"Ah, ah, has some evidence come?"</|quote|>"It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, | . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered,<|quote|>"Ah, ah, has... | me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard,... | responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That ... | steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen t... | here. Why on earth do you want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no us... | on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply f... | A Passage To India |
"It will come," | Cyril Fielding | ah, has some evidence come?"<|quote|>"It will come,"</|quote|>said Fielding, holding his hand. | a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?"<|quote|>"It will come,"</|quote|>said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but | had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?"<|quote|>... | smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a... | might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very ... | Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well... | want to see her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he rep... | to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation... | A Passage To India |
said Fielding, holding his hand. | No speaker | evidence come?" "It will come,"<|quote|>said Fielding, holding his hand.</|quote|>"Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but | answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come,"<|quote|>said Fielding, holding his hand.</|quote|>"Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has | there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come,"<|quote|>... | rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPT... | more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poo... | do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you ... | her?" "On the off chance of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretc... | years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no ... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." | Hamidullah | said Fielding, holding his hand.<|quote|>"Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop."</|quote|>His manner was deferential. "You | evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand.<|quote|>"Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop."</|quote|>His manner was deferential. "You are very good to greet | on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand.<|quote|>"... | face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the nex... | that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at thi... | trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the genera... | of her recanting before you send in that report and he's committed for trial, and the whole thing goes to blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephon... | Another card was brought into the office Hamidullah's. The opposite army was gathering. "I must put this report through now, Fielding." "I wish you wouldn't." "How can I not?" "I feel that things are rather unsatisfactory as well as most disastrous. We are heading for a most awful smash. I can see your prisoner, I supp... | A Passage To India |
His manner was deferential. | No speaker | know where it will stop."<|quote|>His manner was deferential.</|quote|>"You are very good to | been arrested, we do not know where it will stop."<|quote|>His manner was deferential.</|quote|>"You are very good to greet me in this public | up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop."<|quote|>His manner was deferen... | must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the English... | McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs o... | together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have ju... | blazes. Old man, don't argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He'... | he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBr... | A Passage To India |
"You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him against my friend at all? If so, I will gladly retire." | Hamidullah | stop." His manner was deferential.<|quote|>"You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him against my friend at all... | not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential.<|quote|>"You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him a... | saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential.<|quote|>"You are very good... | old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "I... | between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "That sounds comfortable!" "Yes, one can't very well worry poor Heaslop." More "evidence" appeared at this moment the table-drawer from Aziz' bungalow, borne with triumph in a corporal's arms. "Photographs of women. Ah!" "That's his ... | afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very much your senior in service; you don't happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a... | argue about this, but do of your goodness just ring up your wife or Miss Derek and enquire. It'll cost you nothing." "It's no use ringing up them," he replied, stretching out for the telephone. "Callendar settles a question like that, of course. You haven't grasped that she's seriously ill." "He's sure to refuse, it's ... | I suppose." He hesitated. "His own people seem in touch with him all right." "Well, when he's done with them." "I wouldn't keep you waiting; good heavens, you take precedence of any Indian visitor, of course. I meant what's the good. Why mix yourself up with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yo... | A Passage To India |
"He's not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?" | Cyril Fielding | so, I will gladly retire."<|quote|>"He's not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?"</|quote|>"Ah, it's all very well | my friend at all? If so, I will gladly retire."<|quote|>"He's not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?"</|quote|>"Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like | greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him against my friend at all? If so, I will gladly retire."<|quote|>"He's not annoyed, and if... | passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential. "You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I app... | "How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ."... | I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the ... | all he exists for," said the other desperately. The expected answer came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her.... | with pitch?" "I say he's innocent" "Innocence or guilt, why mix yourself up? What's the good?" "Oh, good, good," he cried, feeling that every earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turt... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like that, but we have to live in this country." | Hamidullah | was, what does it matter?"<|quote|>"Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like that, but we have to live in this country."</|quote|>The leading barrister of Chandrapore, | not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?"<|quote|>"Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like that, but we have to live in this country."</|quote|>The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignified manner and | Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him against my friend at all? If so, I will gladly retire." "He's not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?"<|quote|>"Ah, it's all very well for ... | evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential. "You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate ex... | faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden ... | there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes ... | came back: the Major would not hear of the patient being troubled. "I only wanted to ask her whether she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference do... | happen to know this poisonous country as well as I do, and you must take it from me that the general situation is going to be nasty at Chandrapore during the next few weeks, very nasty indeed." "So I have just told you." "But at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line ... | A Passage To India |
The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignified manner and Cambridge degree, had been rattled. He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishman. Fielding, too, had his anxieties he didn't like the fi... | No speaker | to live in this country."<|quote|>The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignified manner and Cambridge degree, had been rattled. He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishman. Fielding, too, had h... | like that, but we have to live in this country."<|quote|>The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignified manner and Cambridge degree, had been rattled. He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishma... | you think my application annoyed him, will prejudice him against my friend at all? If so, I will gladly retire." "He's not annoyed, and if he was, what does it matter?" "Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like that, but we have to live in this country."<|quote|>The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignif... | has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential. "You are very good to greet me in this public fashion, I appreciate it; but, Mr. Fielding, nothing convinces a magistrate except evidence. Did Mr. McBryde make any remark when my card came in? Do you think my application annoyed him, wil... | know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord help us, the Lord help us all. . ." As if his prayer had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, a... | you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the... | she is certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz who followed her into the cave." "Possibly my wife might ask her that much." "But _I_ wanted to ask her. I want someone who believes in him to ask her." "What difference does that make?" "She is among people who disbelieve in Indians." "Well, she tells her own story, doesn... | answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would... | A Passage To India |
"First and foremost, the question of bail . . ." | Cyril Fielding | the line," was being illustrated.<|quote|>"First and foremost, the question of bail . . ."</|quote|>Application must be made this | you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated.<|quote|>"First and foremost, the question of bail . . ."</|quote|>Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand | it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated.<|quote|>"First ... | always do something disappointing. Aziz had tried to run away from the police, Mohammed Latif had not checked the pilfering. And now Hamidullah! instead of raging and denouncing, he temporized. Are Indians cowards? No, but they are bad starters and occasionally jib. Fear is everywhere; the British Raj rests on it; the ... | prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishman. Fielding, too, had his anxieties he didn't like the field-glasses or the discrepancy over the guide but he relegated them to the edge of his mind, and forbade them to infect its core. Aziz _was_ innocent, and all action must be based on that, and ... | had been heard, there was a sudden rackety-dacket on a temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will... | earth was being stopped. "One's got to breathe occasionally, at least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not ... | own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "City Magistrate." "T... | A Passage To India |
Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached. | No speaker | of bail . . ."<|quote|>Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached.</|quote|>"Why drag in him, though?" | "First and foremost, the question of bail . . ."<|quote|>Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached.</|quote|>"Why drag in him, though?" To drag in everyone was | acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated. "First and foremost, the question of bail . . ."<|quote|>Application must be made this... | from the police, Mohammed Latif had not checked the pilfering. And now Hamidullah! instead of raging and denouncing, he temporized. Are Indians cowards? No, but they are bad starters and occasionally jib. Fear is everywhere; the British Raj rests on it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious... | the Englishman. Fielding, too, had his anxieties he didn't like the field-glasses or the discrepancy over the guide but he relegated them to the edge of his mind, and forbade them to infect its core. Aziz _was_ innocent, and all action must be based on that, and the people who said he was guilty were wrong, and it was ... | temple bell. CHAPTER XIX Hamidullah was the next stage. He was waiting outside the Superintendent's office, and sprang up respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. ... | least I have. I mayn't see her, and now I mayn't see him. I promised him to come up here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and ... | with the dignified manner and Cambridge degree, had been rattled. He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishman. Fielding, too, had his anxieties he didn't like the field-glasses or the discrepancy over th... | A Passage To India |
"Why drag in him, though?" | Cyril Fielding | Nawab Bahadur should be approached.<|quote|>"Why drag in him, though?"</|quote|>To drag in everyone was | stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached.<|quote|>"Why drag in him, though?"</|quote|>To drag in everyone was precisely the barrister's aim. He | became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated. "First and foremost, the question of bail . . ." Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached.<|quote|>"Wh... | temporized. Are Indians cowards? No, but they are bad starters and occasionally jib. Fear is everywhere; the British Raj rests on it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugna... | he relegated them to the edge of his mind, and forbade them to infect its core. Aziz _was_ innocent, and all action must be based on that, and the people who said he was guilty were wrong, and it was hopeless to try to propitiate them. At the moment when he was throwing in his lot with Indians, he realized the profundi... | respectfully when he saw Fielding. To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential. "You ... | here with him to you, but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in y... | order, but on my own responsibility I don't feel justified. It might lead to more complications." He paused, reflecting that if he had been either ten years younger or ten years longer in India, he would have responded to McBryde's appeal. The bit between his teeth, he then said, "To whom do I apply for an order?" "Cit... | A Passage To India |
To drag in everyone was precisely the barrister's aim. He then suggested that the lawyer in charge of the case would be a Hindu; the defence would then make a wider appeal. He mentioned one or two names men from a distance who would not be intimidated by local conditions and said he should prefer Amritrao, a Calcutta b... | No speaker | "Why drag in him, though?"<|quote|>To drag in everyone was precisely the barrister's aim. He then suggested that the lawyer in charge of the case would be a Hindu; the defence would then make a wider appeal. He mentioned one or two names men from a distance who would not be intimidated by local conditions and said he s... | Nawab Bahadur should be approached. "Why drag in him, though?"<|quote|>To drag in everyone was precisely the barrister's aim. He then suggested that the lawyer in charge of the case would be a Hindu; the defence would then make a wider appeal. He mentioned one or two names men from a distance who would not be intimidat... | remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated. "First and foremost, the question of bail . . ." Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached. "Why drag in him, though?"<|quote|>To drag in everyon... | but they are bad starters and occasionally jib. Fear is everywhere; the British Raj rests on it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark,... | edge of his mind, and forbade them to infect its core. Aziz _was_ innocent, and all action must be based on that, and the people who said he was guilty were wrong, and it was hopeless to try to propitiate them. At the moment when he was throwing in his lot with Indians, he realized the profundity of the gulf that divid... | To the Englishman's passionate "It's all a mistake," he answered, "Ah, ah, has some evidence come?" "It will come," said Fielding, holding his hand. "Ah, yes, Mr. Fielding; but when once an Indian has been arrested, we do not know where it will stop." His manner was deferential. "You are very good to greet me in this p... | but Turton called me off before I could get two steps." "Sort of all-white thing the Burra Sahib would do," he muttered sentimentally. And trying not to sound patronizing, he stretched his hand over the table, and said: "We shall all have to hang together, old man, I'm afraid. I'm your junior in years, I know, but very... | his wife," said Fielding, wincing. "How do you know that?" "He told me." McBryde gave a faint, incredulous smile, and started rummaging in the drawer. His face became inquisitive and slightly bestial. "Wife indeed, I know those wives!" he was thinking. Aloud he said: "Well, you must trot off now, old man, and the Lord ... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, we must hit with all our strength. When I saw my friend's private papers carried in just now in the arms of a dirty policeman, I said to myself, Amritrao is the man to clear up this.'" | Hamidullah | regarded as a political challenge.<|quote|>"Oh no, we must hit with all our strength. When I saw my friend's private papers carried in just now in the arms of a dirty policeman, I said to myself, Amritrao is the man to clear up this.'"</|quote|>There was a lugubrious pause. | club. His retention would be regarded as a political challenge.<|quote|>"Oh no, we must hit with all our strength. When I saw my friend's private papers carried in just now in the arms of a dirty policeman, I said to myself, Amritrao is the man to clear up this.'"</|quote|>There was a lugubrious pause. The temple bell ... | who had a high reputation professionally and personally, but who was notoriously anti-British. Fielding demurred; this seemed to him going to the other extreme. Aziz must be cleared, but with a minimum of racial hatred. Amritrao was loathed at the club. His retention would be regarded as a political challenge.<|quote|>... | He then suggested that the lawyer in charge of the case would be a Hindu; the defence would then make a wider appeal. He mentioned one or two names men from a distance who would not be intimidated by local conditions and said he should prefer Amritrao, a Calcutta barrister, who had a high reputation professionally and ... | is everywhere; the British Raj rests on it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line,... | was, what does it matter?" "Ah, it's all very well for you to speak like that, but we have to live in this country." The leading barrister of Chandrapore, with the dignified manner and Cambridge degree, had been rattled. He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of ... | at a time like this there's no room for well personal views. The man who doesn't toe the line is lost." "I see what you mean." "No, you don't see entirely. He not only loses himself, he weakens his friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking ... | Indians, he realized the profundity of the gulf that divided him from them. They always do something disappointing. Aziz had tried to run away from the police, Mohammed Latif had not checked the pilfering. And now Hamidullah! instead of raging and denouncing, he temporized. Are Indians cowards? No, but they are bad sta... | A Passage To India |
There was a lugubrious pause. The temple bell continued to jangle harshly. The interminable and disastrous day had scarcely reached its afternoon. Continuing their work, the wheels of Dominion now propelled a messenger on a horse from the Superintendent to the Magistrate with an official report of arrest. | No speaker | man to clear up this.'"<|quote|>There was a lugubrious pause. The temple bell continued to jangle harshly. The interminable and disastrous day had scarcely reached its afternoon. Continuing their work, the wheels of Dominion now propelled a messenger on a horse from the Superintendent to the Magistrate with an official... | to myself, Amritrao is the man to clear up this.'"<|quote|>There was a lugubrious pause. The temple bell continued to jangle harshly. The interminable and disastrous day had scarcely reached its afternoon. Continuing their work, the wheels of Dominion now propelled a messenger on a horse from the Superintendent to the ... | the club. His retention would be regarded as a political challenge. "Oh no, we must hit with all our strength. When I saw my friend's private papers carried in just now in the arms of a dirty policeman, I said to myself, Amritrao is the man to clear up this.'"<|quote|>There was a lugubrious pause. The temple bell conti... | local conditions and said he should prefer Amritrao, a Calcutta barrister, who had a high reputation professionally and personally, but who was notoriously anti-British. Fielding demurred; this seemed to him going to the other extreme. Aziz must be cleared, but with a minimum of racial hatred. Amritrao was loathed at t... | sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated. "First and foremost, the question of bail . . ." Application must be made this afternoon. Fielding wanted to stand surety. Hamidullah thought the Nawab Bahadur should be approached. "Why drag in him, though?" To dra... | He too loved Aziz, and knew he was calumniated; but faith did not rule his heart, and he prated of "policy" and "evidence" in a way that saddened the Englishman. Fielding, too, had his anxieties he didn't like the field-glasses or the discrepancy over the guide but he relegated them to the edge of his mind, and forbade... | friends. If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line. These jackals" he pointed at the lawyers' cards "are looking with all their eyes for a gap." "Can I visit Aziz?" was his answer. "No." Now that he knew of Turton's attitude, the policeman had no doubts. "You may see him on a magistrate's order, but on my own ... | rests on it; the respect and courtesy Fielding himself enjoyed were unconscious acts of propitiation. He told Hamidullah to cheer up, all would end well; and Hamidullah did cheer up, and became pugnacious and sensible. McBryde's remark, "If you leave the line, you leave a gap in the line," was being illustrated. "First... | A Passage To India |
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