by John McGivering)
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Like “The Story of Mohammed Din” (Plain Tales from the Hills) it is a grim, compassionate story, free from self-consciousness, the more moving for its restraint, on a tiny scale Kipling at his best.Alan Sandison (p. 85) takes a robust view:
There is nothing heinous in Little Tobrah’s killing of his sister, here where death is not a Glorious End but a sardonic means: a card, admittedly an ace, to be played in a rather shabby game.Hart, (p.56) observes that this story is:
...worthy of Maupassant, and has something of Maupassant’s matter-of-fact manner of dealing with heart-rending facts.