I
received
the information perfectly calmly.
Kipling - Poems
I sat down on the dried bents turning
it over and over between my fingers, until I was aware of Gunga Dass
standing immediately behind me with glowing eyes and outstretched hands.
"Have you got it? " he panted. "Will you not let me look at it also? I
swear that I will return it. "
"Got what? Return what? " asked.
"That which you have in your hands. It will help us both. " He stretched
out his long, bird-like talons, trembling with eagerness.
"I could never find it," he continued. "He had secreted it about his
person. Therefore I shot him, but nevertheless I was unable to obtain
it. "
Gunga Dass had quite forgotten his little fiction about the
rifle-bullet.
I received the information perfectly calmly. Morality is
blunted by consorting with the Dead who are alive.
"What on earth are you raving about? What is it you want me to give
you? "
"The piece of paper in the notebook. It will help us both. Oh, you fool!
You fool! Can you not see what it will do for us? We shall escape! "
His voice rose almost to a scream, and he danced with excitement before
me. I own I was moved at the chance of my getting away.
"Don't skip! Explain yourself. Do you mean to say that this slip of
paper will help us? What does it mean?
it over and over between my fingers, until I was aware of Gunga Dass
standing immediately behind me with glowing eyes and outstretched hands.
"Have you got it? " he panted. "Will you not let me look at it also? I
swear that I will return it. "
"Got what? Return what? " asked.
"That which you have in your hands. It will help us both. " He stretched
out his long, bird-like talons, trembling with eagerness.
"I could never find it," he continued. "He had secreted it about his
person. Therefore I shot him, but nevertheless I was unable to obtain
it. "
Gunga Dass had quite forgotten his little fiction about the
rifle-bullet.
I received the information perfectly calmly. Morality is
blunted by consorting with the Dead who are alive.
"What on earth are you raving about? What is it you want me to give
you? "
"The piece of paper in the notebook. It will help us both. Oh, you fool!
You fool! Can you not see what it will do for us? We shall escape! "
His voice rose almost to a scream, and he danced with excitement before
me. I own I was moved at the chance of my getting away.
"Don't skip! Explain yourself. Do you mean to say that this slip of
paper will help us? What does it mean?
