And then Mrs. Merriman told him all that had happened since the day he left them in such merry spirits at Khulna.
The golden age dawned on the steamer service between Khulna and Barisal.
He must get them from the villages, not from Khulna or Amboa, and he must not tell anyone why he requires the carts.
His decision seemed to be justified next day when he received a letter from Mr. Watts at Khulna.
His passing at Khulna and Amboa would be reported, and a watch would be kept for him at Hugli.
One of our servants was Shyam, a dark chubby boy with curly locks, hailing from the District of Khulna.