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Book, page 181 / 221 The Inspector read the last half page. "But--but," he stammered, "this is impossible. White men don't write this sort of stuff." "Don't they, just?" said the Governor. "They get made Cabinet Ministers for doing it too. I went home last year. I know." "It'll blow over," said the Inspector weakly. "Not it. Groombride is coming down here to investigate the matter in a few days." "For himself?" "The Imperial Government's behind him. Perhaps you'd like to look t my orders." The Governor laid down an uncoded cable. The whiplash to it ran: "You will afford Mr. Groombride every facility for his inquiry, and will be held responsible that no obstacles are put in his way to the fullest possible examination of any witnesses which he may consider necessary. He will be accompanied by his own interpreter, who must not be tampered with." "That's to me--Governor of the Province!" said Peter the Governor. "It seems about enough," the Inspector answered. Farag, kennel-huntsman, entered the saloon, as was his privilege. "My uncle, who was beaten by the Father of Waterwheels, would approach, O Excellency," he said, "and there are others on the bank." "Admit," said the Governor. There tramped aboard sheikhs and villagers to the number of seventeen. In each man's hand was a copy of the pamphlet; in each man's eye terror and uneasiness of the sort that Governors spend and are spent to clear away. Farag's uncle, now Sheikh of the
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