"There were mountains to cut through, Kingsley," he said, "and Russian prejudices to overcome; I hardly know which of the two was the more difficult job."
"There were dangers, father, as well as difficulties," observed Kingsley.
"Yes, there were dangers; you have heard something of them?"
"I have seen accounts in the papers from time to time. You see, father, the railway you have laid down is a step nearer to India."
"I am pleased to hear you say that, Kingsley."
"Why?" asked Kingsley, rather surprised.
"Because it shows you take an interest in politics."
"I have done that for some time past, as you know, father."
"Yes, and it pleases me. A step nearer to India. That is so, but it is no business of mine. It may," with a light touch of his finger on his son's breast, "by and by be business of yours, when you are a statesman. About the dangers? What did you read?"
"There were pestilent morasses to be bridged over or cut through, and there was great loss of life."