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Updated: June 24, 2025
If he could bring the two of them together; have the Gulab get Barlow sensually interested she might act as a spy, get Barlow to talk. No instrument like a woman for that purpose. Nana Sahib turned back to where the Dewan had been questioning Hunsa. "That description of the Gulab as a nautch girl tickles my fancy, Dewani," he said.
His huge shoulders, stooped forward as he salaamed, suggested the half-crouch of a tiger even the eyes, the mouth, induced thoughts of that jungle killer. Nana Sahib, a sneer on his lips, turned to the Minister: "Play him, Dewani, as you love us. There is some rare deviltry afloat." "Why have you come, Jamadar?" the Dewan asked.
"With four wives your opinion carries weight, Dewani," and Nana Sahib tapped the fat knee of the Minister with his riding whip. Baptiste turned to the Prince. "There will be trouble over these Pindaris; your friends, the English eh, Nana Sahib "
He had the volatile temperament of a Latin, and now he turned to the Minister, his face having undergone a complete metamorphosis: "Dewani," he said, "do you remember when a certain raja sent his Prime Minister and twenty thousand men to punish Pertab for not paying his taxes, and Pertab gave one Bhart, a Bagree, ten thousand rupees and a village to bring him the Minister's head which he did, tied to the inside of his brass-studded shield?"
Wherever we went in the Dewani Aum or hall of audience; in the Akbari Hammun or imperial baths; in the Sammam Burj or private palace of the padishahs, that famous and beautiful palace over whose gate the well-known inscription stands, "If there is a Paradise on earth, it is here;" in the court, in the garden everywhere was abandonment, everywhere the filthy occupations of birds, everywhere dirt, decay, desolation.
Of the public parts of the palace, all that remain are the entrance hall, the Nobut Khana, the Dewani Aum, the Dewani Khas and the Rung Mahal, now used as a mess room, and one or two small pavilions. They are the gems of the palace, it is true, but without the courts and corridors connecting them they lose all their meaning and more than half their beauty.
"Good day, Sirdar," he cried gaily; and, "How listen the gods to your prayers, my dear Dewani?" Baptiste, out of the fulness of his heart soon broached the troublous thing: "Prince," he begged, "obtain from the worthy Peshwa a command and I'll march against this wolf, Amir Khan, and remove from our path the threatened danger."
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