Accordingly The Next Morning (September 6)
I Started Off As Usual Along The Trolley Line To
The Lonely Quarry.
As I reached a bend in the
line, my head mason, Heera Singh, a very good
man, crept cautiously out of the bushes and
warned me not to proceed.
On my asking him
the reason, he said that he dared not tell, but
that he and twenty other masons were not going
to work that day, as they were afraid of trouble
at the quarry. At this I began to think that
there was something in the story I had heard
overnight, but I laughingly assured him there
would be no trouble and continued on my way.
On my arrival at the quarry, everything seemed
perfectly peaceful. All the men were working
away busily, but after a moment or two I noticed
stealthy side glances, and felt that there was
something in the wind. As soon as I came up
to the first gang of workmen, the jemadar, a
treacherous-looking villain, informed me that the
men working further up the ravine had refused
to obey his orders, and asked me if I would go
and see them. I felt at once that this was a
device to lure me into the narrow part of the
ravine, where, with gangs in front of me and
behind me, there would be no escape; still I
thought I would see the adventure through,
whatever came of it, so I accompanied the jemadar
up the gully.
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