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The next day the rest of the boys arrived, and Mr. Pollard took the occasion to speak a word or two to young Linforth. "You are both new boys," he said, "but you will fit into the scheme of things quickly enough. He won't. He's in a strange land, among strange people. So just do what you can to help him." Dick Linforth was curious enough to see the son of the Khan of Chiltistan.
Let them come to Chiltistan and prove their boast. "I will go north to the hills," he cried, and with a shock he understood that, after all, he had recovered his own place. The longing at his heart was for his own country for his own people. It might have been bred of disappointment and despair.
Linforth, fresh from the deep valleys of Chiltistan, was elated by the lights, the neighbourhood of people delicately dressed, and the subdued throb of music from muted violins. "I am the little boy at the bright shop window," he said with a laugh, while his eyes wandered round the room. "I look in through the glass from the pavement outside, and "
I could not be sure whether my home, my true home, was there or in Chiltistan." "Yes, I remember," said Violet. "I am no longer in doubt. It is neither in England nor in Chiltistan. I am a citizen of no country. I have no place anywhere at all." Violet Oliver stood up and faced him. "I must be going. I must find my friends," she said, and as he took her hand, she added, "I am so very sorry."
Violet Oliver separated herself from her friends and went forward towards him. She held out her hand. Shere Ali hesitated and then took it. All through the game, pride had been urging him to hold his head high and seek not so much as a single word with her. But he had been alone for six months in Chiltistan and he was young. "You might have let me know," he said, in a troubled voice.
"His father!" he said, and Ralston nodded his head. "What can we do?" he cried. "We can threaten but what is the use of threatening without troops? And we mayn't use troops. Chiltistan is an independent kingdom. We can advise, but we can't force them to follow our advice. We accept the status quo. That's the policy.
Yet before his grave, invoking him as an unknown saint, the nobles of Chiltistan had knelt to pray for the destruction of such as he and the overthrow of the power which he had lived to represent. And all because his advice had been neglected. Captain Phillips was roused out of his reflections as the cavalcade approached a village.
I think that I shall remember it very often in Chiltistan." There was so unmistakable a misery in his manner, in his voice, in his dejected looks, that Violet was moved to a deep sympathy. He was only a boy, of course, but he was a boy sunk in distress. "But there are your plans," she urged. "Have you forgotten them? You were going to do so much. There was so much to do.
"You promised to write to me," he said, and Violet Oliver replied at once: "Yes. And I did write." "You wrote twice," he cried bitterly. "Oh, yes, you kept your word. There's a post every day, winter and summer, into Chiltistan. Sometimes an avalanche or a snowstorm delays it; but on most days it comes.
More and more as the fight fluctuated from round to round the people and the country of Chiltistan claimed its own. The soldier represented even those youths at his side, whose women must on no account be insulted. "Why should they be respected?" he cried to himself. For at the bottom of his heart lay the thought that he had been set aside as impossible by Violet Oliver.
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