“At present,” said Peter, “I can’t be moved.”
“You improve.”
“But when I get up this is one of the things I have to see to. You see, Jelalludin, this Empire of ours—yours and mine—has got into the hands of a gang of gory Old Fools. Partly my negligence—as God said.”
“God?” said Jelalludin.
“Oh, nothing! I mean we young men haven’t been given a proper grasp of the Indian situation. Or any situation. No. This business of the commissions——! after all that you fellows have done here in France! It’s disgraceful. You see, we don’t see or learn anything about India. Even at Cambridge——”
“You didn’t see much of us there,” smiled the Indian.
“I’m sorry,” said Peter.
“I didn’t come to talk about this,” said Jelalludin, “it came out.”
“I’m glad it came out,” said Peter.
A pause.