Oh, I get that.
One of my sisters lived outside Norwich for years, near the estate owned by an 'English Sikh'. A minor princeling, he converted to Christianity and moved to the UK. For pheasant shooting he actually had a raised, rotating shooting seat, so he could be spun around to blast them 'going' as well as coming.
His duaghter, perhaps better known, was imprisoned for failing to fill out the 1910 [1911?] Census form on the grounds that if she couldn't vote she shouldn't be counted either. Veddy veddy upper crust both of them.