Chick pea and smoked fish salad in tomato cups

... We are in the big mango-grove at Ratmugri Bagh. Our campbeds are set in the centre of a clearing; tired beaters are being paid for their day’s work; tired horses are being rubbed down and fed; tired sportsmen are having their boots pulled off by yawning servants. At a clothless table in the centre of the beds, the Honorary Secretary of the Tent Club and the Honorary Surgeon are playing a game of piquet, with bottles of beer at their elbow, and cheroots, to keep away the midges.