Go, my children! Brahm dreams—and till he wakes the Gods die not."
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"Whither went they?" said the Lascar, awe-struck, shivering a little with the cold.
"God knows!" said Findlayson. The river and the island lay in full daylight now, and there was never mark of hoof or pug on the wet earth under the peepul. Only a parrot screamed in the branches, bringing down showers of water-drops as he fluttered his wings.
"Up! We are cramped with cold! Has the opium died out? Canst thou move, Sahib?"
Findlayson staggered to his feet and shook himself. His head swam and ached, but the work of the opium was over, and, as he sluiced his forehead in a pool, the Chief Engineer of the Kashi Bridge was wondering how he had managed to fall upon the island, what chances the day offered of return, and, above all, how his work stood.
"Peroo, I have forgotten much. I was under the guard-tower watching the river; and then.… Did the flood sweep us away?"
"No. The boats broke loose, Sahib, and" (if the Sahib had forgotten about the opium, decidedly Peroo would not remind him) "in striving to retie them, so it seemed to me—but it was dark—a rope caught the Sahib and threw him upon a boat. Considering that we two, with Hitchcock Sahib, built, as it were, that bridge, I came also upon the boat, which came riding on horse-back, as it were, on the nose of this island, and so, splitting, cast us ashore. I made a great cry when the boat
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