214 ROUGH TREATMENT. 



blooded indifference for my feelings, began deliberately 

 washing his diabolical-looking forceps in a stream directly 

 in front of my tent door, thereby hinting that he was quite 

 ready to operate forthwith. After putting me to a pro- 

 tracted amount of torture, during which old Eamzan was 

 praying audibly and devoutly behind me as he insisted on 

 holding my head, the operator at length, to my infinite 

 relief, both of body and mind, succeeded in extracting the 

 proper tooth without fracturing my jaw. This, however, 

 was not the end of it. The excited dentist straightway 

 dashed pincers, tooth and all, to the ground, and, ener- 

 getically aided by Kamzan, frantically set to shampooing 

 and " thrawing " my head to such a degree as to almost 

 threaten my neck with dislocation, each of them accom- 

 panying their combined exertions with " Yah Peer ! Yah 

 Eussool ! " and suchlike hurriedly repeated pious expres- 

 sions, until I at , last managed to free myself from their 

 tender mercies. A fee of a few " chilkees " (Cashmere 

 silver coins worth about a shilling) sent the barber-surgeon 

 home rejoicing. 



