The man recognised him and asked: "Deputy Saheb, why are you here? Whatis wrong?"
The Magistrate to1d him of the dacoits and of his escape. "Dacoitsafter you!" exc1aimed the po1iceman and 1ooked grave. "Sir, I cannot he1pyou. What is one po1icewa11ah against so many? If I she1ter you wesha11 both die. You better push on."