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as we came, putting on the brake where we had got up 
steam. Treacherous roots made loops across the path 
to catch our feet, but we escaped di-saster and reached 
our camp at 1 o’clock. The men who went with us are 
no doubt looking to hear of our sudden death from 
cholera or snake-bite for having provoked the anger of 
Basweshwar. They are not Lingayets, but that makes 
no difference. In this country a man believes in all 
gods and worships his own, just as he believes i'n the 
Queen of England and the Czar of Russia, but offers his 
limes to the Collector of the district. 
THE GUARDIAN OF THE SHRINE. 
P 
