India 2001 books

Awful!
Could they afford another?
Finally, with great courage, they decided that it was better to spend
two shells on getting a decent aim than to lose one for nothing. The
terrific bang went off again, and this time the "something white"
happened right on the roof of the house. The Hungarian officers all ran
out, and the machine guns below jabbered at them. Nobody was killed as
far as we know, but every one was content and delighted.
Sunset was approaching, and we rode away quickly, only stopping once to
drag a reluctant old Turk from the mountain side and make him sing to
the accompaniment of a one-stringed goosla. He hated to do it as all
his best songs were about triumphant Mahommedans crushing Serbs, and of
course he couldn't sing those.
He sat grumpily cross-legged on the ground, encircled by our horses,
droning a song of two notes, touching the string quickly with the flat
lower part of his fingers.
We left him very suddenly because the darkness comes quickly in those
hills, so we made for the high-road as hard as we could.


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