“Of course he comes!”
“Then, sahib, let us move away from here to where there is water. There let us rest until sundown, and then march, in the cool of the evening. It will be better so. And of a truth I must sleep, or else drop dead from weariness.”
“Does that message put you in command?” asked Brown, a trifle truculently.
“No, sahib! But it orders you to listen to my advice whenever possible.”
“That means that you are under my orders?”
“That letter does not say so, sahib!”
“Very well, are you, or are you not?”
“We are supposed to act in concert, sahib.”
“It doesn't say so in the letter! Yes, or no? Are you going to obey orders, or aren't you? In other words, are you coming with me, or do you stay behind?”
“I come with you, sahib!”