Here Hoosanee stopped, and looked at his master in a strange, wistful way, like one pleading for a boon.
'Well!' said Tom. 'Go on! How was your master to return?'
'Does not my lord know? Has not his own heart told him?'
'I know this—that if I listen to you much longer I shall go mad. I was a fool to ask you anything.' So saying, Tom started up and strode off into the darkness.
He turned after a few moments, and saw Hoosanee following him. 'Come here,' he said, in a hoarse voice, 'and tell me who I am!'
'You are my master, Sahib.'
'Which master, Hoosanee? Him who has gone?'
'I see no difference, my lord.'
'Then I am both. Is that what you say?'
'I say nothing. Will not my lord rest?'