village, Khotanlis and Lobis alike, being present. They halt at the threshold of our temporary domain, and a tall fellow with a scanty goatee, whom we have not seen before, opens the conversation, and explains himself to Rachmed, who interprets what he says. We learn that the speaker is the principal chief of the Lobis, and he says in so many words that they will give us neither men nor asses, because it is too cold for mountaineering, and that to travel over the table-land at this season is certain death, etc.
Rachmed, in very gentle terms, insists. He reminds his hearers "of the good we have done in the country, of the money we have spent in it, of the high prices we have paid for everything with the object of being of service to the poor vendors;" then he asks how it is that the promises made to us but yesterday are not kept, and inquires whether we have given reason for supposing that we shall not pay, as we have promised to do.
In the meanwhile we learn that secret orders have arrived from Kourla. The Lobi chiefs are said to have been prohibited from rendering us any assistance, and as they have asked for the aid of the Chinese against the Khotanlis, they are determined to obey orders and to put obstacles in our way.
The Lobi chief gets arrogant, and exclaims, "By Jupiter! if you want donkeys you shall pay twice their value, and I won't sell you any. As to men for your service, not one shall leave the country. We are not under any bond to you; we do not pay you a tax—we pay it to the Chinese. No, we are under no bond to you, and we are not afraid of you! We have numbers on our side, we are brave, you cannot frighten us!"
As he spoke, Rachmed, who felt the necessity of immediate action, used the argumentum ad hominem, and began to belabour this great orator. His own people were inclined to defend him, but we drove them back by threatening them with our weapons, and kept the leader in custody, stating that we would only release him in exchange for the eighteen donkeys and five horses, which
