Rudyard Kipling,
Wee Willie Winkie, and other stories
(1890)
“ But he felt that to cry before a native, excepting only his mother's ayah, would be an infamy greater than any mutiny. Moreover, he, as future Colonel of the 195th, had that grim regiment at his back. "Are you going to carry us away?" said Wee Willie Winkie, very blanched and uncomfortable. "Yes, my little Sahib Bahadur" said the tallest of the men, "and eat you afterwards." "That is child's talk," said Wee Willie Winkie. "Men do not eat men." ”
