is still mad. He may strike you any moment."
"No," said Ali decidedly. "He knows me. He will not strike me when he knows me. He is improving."
Then Joie went back to his old position, and Ali began all over again.
"Oh, Joie, old chap, this is Ali, your friend. Peace, Joie, peace.
"Nothing bad can get Joie. Ali will help Joie. Joie is all right. Peace, Joie, peace."
Over and over, again and again, Ali said the soothing words. The Sahib listened to him for four hours and then went away to supper.
"Perhaps he is calming down a bit, Ali," he said, before leaving, but you must be very careful. If he hurts you, I shall blame myself."
