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peace envoys from various villages |
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In the evening around seven there was a sensation. While I was writing in my tent I suddenly heard excited voices from which I soon understood that people from Pangsha had arrived. We all went to the gate and discovered that envoys from the villages Pangsha, Himbu and Tsawlaw were in front of the camp waiting to be let in. After some sepoys had been called just in case, the gate was opened and the envoys entered one after the other as the dobashis took their daos. Those let in were three men from Pangsha, three men from Himbu and two from Tsawlaw. Mills received them in the mess where they squatted on the floor in a semi-circle while we sit opposite them on chairs. (4) This meeting with the men who two days ago had thrown themselves on us with their spears brandished had something solemn about it and the tension which took hold of me was almost awesome. |
