Carlyon Sahib: A Drama in Four Acts

by Gilbert Murray

Carlyon.

Don't trouble about the details. My servant Selim did most of it. There was always a case or two of cholera in Bhojâl, and it's not hard to make such things spread if you want to.

Vera.

I don't understand. What did you do?

Carlyon.

I poisoned the well. It only took ten days and the tribes began to disperse. It was a regular panic. So we took our opportunity and cut our way back to Rajpoor. I only lost two men; and Selim for a third. [Rising, with a sigh of relief.] Then the war broke out.

Vera.

[Shuddering uneasily.] Of course you were right! But there was always cholera there. It may not have come from anything you did.

Carlyon.