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Updated: June 21, 2025
The Bengali nodded impudently at Amber. "It is my will." "Shabash! I bear a message, hazoor, from the Bell." "You are the Mouthpiece of the Voice?" "That honor is mine, hazoor. For the rest I am " "Behari Lal Chatterji," interrupted Rutton impatiently; "solicitor of the Inner Temple disbarred; anointed thief, liar, jackal, lickspittle, and perjurer I know you."
Let's go North a minute. The Sindhi hates everybody I've mentioned. Very good, we'll take less warlike races. The cultivator of Northern India domineers over the man in the next province, and the Behari of the Northwest ridicules the Bengali. They are all at one on that point. I'm giving you merely the roughest possible outlines of the facts, of course."
Short and slight, he was physically unimpressive save for an extraordinary pair of piercing dark eyes. "I was planning to leave Ranbajpur, but your purpose was good, so I awaited you." He shook his finger in my astounded face. "Aren't you clever to think that, unannounced, you could pounce on me? That professor Behari had no right to give you my address."
I bethought myself of Behari, previously a servant in my family home, who was now employed by a Serampore schoolmaster. As I walked along briskly, I met my guru in front of the Christian church near Serampore Courthouse. "Where are you going?" Sri Yukteswar's face was unsmiling. "Sir, I hear that you and Kanai will not take the trip we have been planning. I am seeking Behari.
Rash Behari Ghose was holding out the olive branch to "the wayward wanderers" who had treated him so despitefully at Surat; and last year at Lahore, when Pandit Mohan Malavya was expounding from the chair the latest formula adopted by Congress as a definition of its aims, his chief anxiety seemed to be to prove that it offered no obstacle to the return of the Surat insurgents to the fold.
Can he not see, the dice are cast? What profit can he think to win through furtherance of this farce?" "Well," curiosity prompted Amber to ask, "what do you want of me, then?" "Is there need to ask? Through the Mouthpiece, the Bengali, Behari Lai Chatterji, whom thou didst slay, the message of the Bell was brought to thee. Thou hast been called; it is for thee to answer." "Called ?"
"Behari left by the back stairs about thirty minutes ago," a man informed me. A slight smile hovered about his lips. I departed sadly, wondering whether my invitation had been too coercive or whether Master's unseen influence were at work. Passing the Christian church, again I saw my guru walking slowly toward me. Without waiting to hear my report, he exclaimed: "So Behari would not go!
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