"No, Windrush sahib. Kerr sahib ordered me to look after you."
Jack hid his smile; he expected that Hassan would roll out that excuse for everything he did. "Good man, Hassan. However, as you seem incapable of following my orders, I"ll keep you under my direct command. We"ll all stay together and roll rocks down the hill."
Although Hassan nodded solemnly, Jack detected a gleam of humour in his eyes.
"Teach me how to spot them," Jack asked. "Continue with my lessons."
Nodding, Hassan pointed to a rock a few yards up from the edge of the ridge. "You see that rock, sahib?"
Jack nodded.
"Its neighbours are shimmering in the heat. It is not."
"That"s right," Jack agreed.
"That is no rock, sahib. That is a man. Look for what is not there."
Jack listened as Hassan explained the basics of
