Signed by you and me this day.
Peachey Taliaferro Carnehan.
Daniel Dravot.
Both Gentlemen at Large.
???There was no need for the last article,???
said Carnehan, blushing modestly; ???but it
looks regular. Now you know the sort of
men that loafers are??”we are loafers, Dan,
until we get out of India??”and do you think
that we could sign a Contrack like that
unless we was in earnest? We have kept
away from the two things that make life
worth having.???
???You won??™t enjoy your lives much longer
if you are going to try this idiotic adventure.
Don??™t set the office on fire,??? I said, ???and go
away before nine o??™clock.???
I left them still poring over the maps and
making notes on the back of the ???Contrack.???
???Be sure to come down to the Serai to-morrow,???
were their parting words.
The Kumharsen Serai is the great four-square
sink of humanity where the strings
of camels and horses from the North load
and unload. All the nationalities of Central
Asia may be found there, and most of the
folk of India proper. Balkh and Bokhara
there meet Bengal and Bombay, and try to
draw eye-teeth. You can buy ponies, turquoises,
Persian pussy-cats, saddle-bags, fat-tailed
sheep and musk in the Kumharsen
Serai, and get many strange things for
nothing. In the afternoon I went down
there to see whether my friends intended to
keep their word or were lying about drunk.
A priest attired in fragments of ribbons
and rags stalked up to me, gravely twisting
a child??™s paper whirligig.
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