Talbot Mundy, Hira Singh — Chapter IV (1918)
“ So I bade Tugendheim come forth. He was sitting on the straw where the guards had pushed him, still working sullenly to free his hands. He came and peered through the doorway into darkness, and Ranjoor Singh stood aside to let the men see him. They can not have seen much, for it was now that utter gloom that precedes dawn. Nor can Tugendheim have seen much."Do you wish to live or die?" asked Ranjoor Singh, and the German gaped at him. ”
