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But few of the planters were inclined to agree with Dermot in suspecting Chunerbutty as likely to prove the leader, for they were of opinion that his repudiation and disregard of all the beliefs and customs of the Brahmins would render him obnoxious to them. From Payne's the Major went on to visit some other gardens. Everywhere he heard the same story.
It would seem only natural to include the Officer Commanding Ranga Duar. And to tempt Dermot into the trap Chunerbutty suggested Noreen as a bait, undertaking to persuade her brother to bring her. The Rajah was delighted at the thought of her presence in the Palace. The Dewan smiled and quoted two Hindu proverbs: "Where the honey is spread there will the flies gather," said he.
Almost before Badshah sank to the ground, the girl, with a little sob, sprang into her brother's arms and clung to him, while Dermot was dragged off the pad by the eager hands of a dozen men who thumped him on the back, pulled him from one to another, and nearly shook his arm off. The servants had brought out lamps to light up the scene. From the verandah steps Chunerbutty looked jealously on.
"Will you tell me frankly have you any intention of marrying him?" he persisted. Noreen stared at him, her cheeks flaming. "Marry Mr. Chunerbutty? Of course not. How could you think so! Why, he's not even a white man." "Thank God!" Payne exclaimed fervently. "I'm delighted to hear it. I couldn't believe it yet one never knows." "But what on earth put such a preposterous idea into your head, Mr.
As they passed the compartment in which Noreen was seated, the girl's attention was attracted by two gaily-dressed Sikkimese men with striped petticoats and peacocks' feathers stuck in their flowerpot-shaped hats, who came on to the platform. "Oh, Mr. Chunerbutty, look at those men!" she said eagerly. "What are they?" The Hindu had got out and was standing at the door of the compartment.
"Sounds as if he were a Bengali Brahmin himself," said Dermot. "He is. His father holds an appointment in the service of the Rajah of Lalpuri, a native State in Eastern Bengal not far from here. The son is an old friend of ours. I met him first in London." "In fact, it was through Mr. Chunerbutty that we came here," said Noreen. "He gave Fred an introduction to this company." Dermot reflected.
She never pretended to like Mr. Chunerbutty. Why should she be concerned about him now? Why does she seem to expect me to stay behind to nurse him? Of course I would, if he were dangerously ill. But he's not." Payne glanced around. Some of the men, who were sitting near, had heard the conversation with Mrs.
His was the brain that had conceived the project of uniting the disloyal elements of Bengal with the foreign foes of the Government of India, and he was the leader of the disaffected and the chief of the conspirators. When Chunerbutty arrived in Lalpuri he rode with difficulty through the crowded, narrow streets.
He had seen her among the planters of the district and was certain that she loved none of them. Only Chunerbutty was left; it must indeed be he. He shut up his binoculars and climbed down the rocky pinnacle on which he had been perched, and went to eat a cheerless meal where Badshah grazed a thousand feet below.
It was followed by a group of men; and Dermot through the glasses recognised the Rajah and Chunerbutty accompanied by several Brahmins. They advanced timidly towards the bungalow and stopped a hundred yards away. After some urging Chunerbutty stepped to the front and called for Daleham to appear. Fred came through the house from the back verandah, where his place was taken by Sher Afzul.
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