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Brodribb both left us to be trained as officers, and their places were taken by C.Q.M.S. Johnson who became C.S.M. of "C" Company, and Corpl. Roberts who took charge of the Transport. The latter was still under the special care of Capt. Burnett, although he had all the Transport of the Brigade to look after.

I felt some apprehension for the safety of Burnett but it was too late to call him back. We were seated in the usual form at a distance of at least one hundred yards from him, and the savage held a spear, raised in his hand. At length however he retired slowly along the riverbank, making it evident by his gestures that he was going for his tribe; and singing a war-song as he went.

There it stood: "On Saturday, The Puritan Nun. An Idyl. By Philip Burnett." The naming of the book had been almost as difficult as the creation. His first choice had been "The Lily of the Valley," but Balzac had pre-empted that. That was Biblical, but in the present ignorance of the old scriptures it would be thought either agricultural or sentimental.

I conclude he does not cut off more than half-a-dozen heads a day, and only confiscates the property of those of his nobles who are unable to defend themselves." Burnett began to translate what the major had said. Unfortunately Reginald could not command his countenance, so putting out his hand, he exclaimed, laughing heartily "I assure you, my dear major, you scarcely do me justice.

She remained at the Burnett House, most of the time in her room, not wishing to make any acquaintances, but watching the papers closely to ascertain the time for the arrival of the prisoners. One evening she learned that a vessel had come into port with 200 prisoners.

Jake's crooked fingers mounted from his hair line to the back of his skull, lifting the soft cap partly from his head. Then he scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Well, there ain't no guilty man down there," he said, at last. "There air Orn Skinner " Burnett gave an exultant cry. "My God, I'd forgotten he came from this part of the country! So Skinner's here among this set of squatters, eh?

"I remember ye all right.... Ye air Burnett from Auburn, ain't ye?... What do ye want around here?" Suddenly there came to the powerful officer a wild desire to throttle the heavy-headed squatter. He had a feeling that this man knew more than he could be forced to tell, perhaps. "Better hold a civil tongue in your head, old fellow," he threatened, "if you know what's best for you."

They talked hopefully of the future, and both expressed a wish, as soon as the rebellion was quelled, to leave India and reside in England. "Oh, that must be a happy country," cried Nuna, "where there are no wars or disputes, where the rich do not oppress the poor, and the latter are happy and contented, and everybody lives in friendship with each other!" Burnett smiled.

Captain Burnett agreed to the wisdom of Reginald's plan, and, in order to assume as much importance as possible, sent in to the rajah to announce their arrival, and to request that they might be permitted to pay their respects. The plan succeeded even better than they had expected.

Reginald told Burnett more of her history than he was yet acquainted with that she not only had English blood in her veins, but had been instructed in her mother's faith; and the more, indeed, Burnett saw of the young creature, the more he admired her, and a warmer feeling than he had yet allowed himself to entertain took possession of his breast.

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