The Vague Recollections of Sir Lord Billingsley III

I vaguely recollect a story whilst hunting tiger with the Maharaj, a small aboriginal boy whose name escapes me, asking about time. He had been assigned to carry my great Uncle, Lord Winthrop's grandfather clock.

This boy asked what the purpose of carrying such a clock was. I replied, "to tell time, of course." But then he asked, "what use do you have of time in the jungle?" We laughed heartily and sent him on his way.

He died of typhoid weeks later. In all probability, I was very drunk at the time.

Ahh yes, Sanjay or Roger or Jirra or Mogwai was his name...I think.