"Who borrowed from Mukhum Dass the money-lender, making
untrue promises?"

"Nay, the money was to pay a debt."

"A gambling debt, and he lied about it."

"Nay, truly, heavenborn, he but promised Mukhum Dass he would repay
the sum with interest."

"Swearing he would buy with the money, two horses which Mukhum Dass
might seize as forfeit after the appointed time!"

"Otherwise, heavenborn, Mukhum Dass would not have lent the money!"

"And now Mukhum Dass threatens prison?"

"Truly, heavenborn. The money-lender is without shame--without mercy--
without conscience."

"And that is why you--dog of a spying butler set to betray the sahib's
salt you eat--man of smiles and welcome words!--stole money from me?
Was it to pay the debt of thy gambling brat-born-in-a-stable?"

"I, heavenborn? I steal from thee? I would rather be beaten!"

"Thou shalt be beaten, and worse, thou and thy son! Feel in his
cummerbund, Tom Tripe! I saw where the money went!"