Talbot Mundy, The Marriage of Meldrum Strange… (1923)
“ Jeff shrugged his shoulders and returned to the courtyard, less in love than ever with intrigue of any kind. Chullunder Ghose led the way at a surprizingly fast waddle around the building to the elephant stalls in the rear, and thence to what had evidently been the servants’ quarters in the place’s palmy days. There was a hut divided into cubicles for twenty or thirty men, but nothing in it at the first glance except rats and beetles. However, the babu seemed well acquainted. Without hesitation he jerked open a cupboard door, disclosing a man fast asleep on a long shelf. ”
