Over the years she'd tried to tell himself that his uptown girl was just another lay.
“Would they could have foretold that my caravan would have been cut up by the Shinwaris almost within shadow of the Pass!” grunted the Eusufzai agent of a Rajputana trading-house whose goods had been feloniously diverted into the hands of other robbers just across the Border, and whose misfortunes were the laughing-stock of the bazar. “Ohé, priest, whence come you and whither do you go?”
; I am not afraid of you nor them neither, your hang-by's here. You must have your poets, and your potlings; your solados and foolados; to follow you up and down the city
He [God] disappointeth the devices of the crafty, so that their hands cannot perform their enterprise.
