The really curious thing was, however, that out of it all came
honour and glory for Sunni. For what, asked the Maharajah, had
prevented the poisoning of his son? What but the shadow of Sunni,
which fell upon the cake, so that Moti could not eat it!
Therefore, without doubt, Sunni had saved the life of a king; and
he could ask nothing that should not be granted to him; he should
stand always near the throne. Sunni felt very proud and important,
he did not know exactly why; but he could not think of anything he
wanted, except to learn his own language from the Englishman.
'Oh, foolish bargainer!' cried Moti, 'when you know that has been
given already!'
CHAPTER VI
Dr. Roberts, who lived, by the Maharajah's kind permission, in the
jail behind the monkey temple, soon found himself in rather an
awkward dilemma. Not in regard to the monkeys. They were
certainly troublesome. They stole his biscuits, and made holes in
his roof, and tore up the reports he wrote for the S.P.C.K. in
England. Dr. Roberts made allowance for the monkeys, however. He
had come to take away their sacred character, and nobody could
expect them to like it. If you had asked Dr. Roberts what his
difficulty was he would have shown you Sonny Sahib. The discovery
was so wonderful that he had made.
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