“Now, idiot! how often am I to tell you to go to the visitors first?”
“Ask pardon, master,” said the man; and he brought the brass tray to me, but the lieutenant took his own first.
“Health,” he said shortly, and half drained his glass. I sipped mine, and set it down as the man left the room.
“Let’s see; you came over with Brace, didn’t you?”
“Yes; in the Jumna. He advised me to call and see you this morning, as you were out when we came.”
“Much obliged to him. Fond of shooting?”
“I dare say I should be. I have had no opportunity so far.”
“Fishing, then?”
“Oh yes. I have had a little trout and bottom fishing.”
“Ah! we can give you some mahseer fishing here. Trying after big ones that can pull you in.”