We’ve got to hang together and say, ‘We are the masters, and you beggars—’” Ellis pressed his small thumb down as though flattening a grub—“‘you beggars keep your place!’” “Hopeless, old chap,” said Westfield. “Quite hopeless. What can you do with all this red tape tying your hands? Beggars of natives know the law better than we do. Insult you to your face and then run you in the moment you hit ’em. Can’t do anything unless you put your foot down firmly. And how can you, if they haven’t the guts to show fight?” “Our burra sahib at Mandalay always said,” put in Mrs. Lackersteen, “that in the
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