At the bottom he met Juggut Khan, waiting for him patiently.
"What have you seen, sahib?" he asked him. "Have you formed a plan?"
"I've been wishing I was Joshua!" said Brown. "I'd like to make my
men march round the city and blow trumpets, and then see the walls
fall down. I can think of several things to do, if we could only
get inside. But I can't think how to get there."
"I have found a way in!" said Juggut Khan. "I have cross-questioned
that fakir of ours as well, with a little assistance from a cleaning-rod
wielded by one of your men. He knows the way too. He says he is
the only man who knows it--in which he lies, since I too have discovered
it. But his knowledge may help as well."
"What's that about a cleaning-rod?" asked Brown.
"It was used on him to help him forget his vow of silence."
"When?"
"When you were up that tree, sahib!"
"Have you been giving my man orders?"
"Nay, sahib!"
"How did he come to beat the fakir, then?"
"We both arrived at the same conclusion at the same moment, and the
fakir received the benefit!"
"Who held him, you?"
"Nay, sahib! God forbid! I am a clean man.
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