My father, sholto said, "was Major Sholto of the Indian Army. He retired from the army about eleven years ago. My brother, Bartholomew, and I were his only children. We knew that Captain Morstan and our father had been very good friends in India. My brother and I also knew that our father was afraid of something. He never went our alone. He often spoke about a man with a wooden leg who followed him. He seemed very afraid of this man.