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He made up his mind on impulse, but what he said he meant and adhered to. "I believe you, Mr. Maddison," he said cordially, holding out his hand. "I think that the charge is absurd. In any case, please reckon me amongst your friends. If there is no one else whom you would prefer to see, I will go and get Dewes down from town in the morning."
I don't want Dick, when he grows up, ever to think that I have been cowardly, and, because I was cowardly, disloyal to his father." "Yes, I see," said Colonel Dewes. And this time he really did understand. "We will go in and lunch," said Sybil, and they walked back to the house. The footsteps sounded overhead with a singular regularity.
I did not want that barrier to rise between Dick and me I " and her voice shook a little "I should be very unhappy if it were to rise. So I have always tried to be his friend and comrade, rather than his mother." "Yes," said Colonel Dewes, wisely nodding his head. "I have seen you playing cricket with him." Colonel Dewes had frequently been puzzled by a peculiar change of manner in his friends.
"I have come back for good." "You are going to live here?" cried Shere Ali. "Not here, exactly. In Cashmere. I go up to Cashmere in a week's time. I shall live there and die there." Colonel Dewes spoke without any note of anticipation, and without any regret. It was difficult for Shere Ali to understand how deeply he felt. Yet the feeling must be deep.
"At the bottom of the Englishman's conception of life in India, there is always the idea of a dak-bungalow," and he repeated the sentence to commit it surely to memory. "But don't you use it," he said, turning to Shere Ali suddenly. "I thought of that not you. It's mine." "I won't use it," said Shere Ali. "Life in India is based upon the dak-bungalow," said Dewes.
The troops will come up and trample down Wafadar Nazim and Abdulla Mahommed. They are not the danger. The road will go on again, even though Linforth's dead. No, the man whom I am afraid of is the son of the Khan." Dewes stared, and then said in a soothing voice: "He will be looked after." "You think my mind's wandering," continued Luffe. "It never was clearer in my life.
Well, let's get back to the boy here. This country will be kept for him, for twenty-one years. Where is he going to be during those twenty-one years?" Dewes caught at the question as an opportunity for reassuring the Political Officer. "Why, sir, the Khan told us. Have you forgotten? He is to go to Eton and Oxford. He'll see something of England.
A side street led down to a little sluggish canal which joined the Dewes, a river of considerable size on which Redcross had originally been built. This canal was crossed by a short solid stone bridge, bearing a quaint enough bridge-house, still used as a dwelling-place. The sun was bright and warm without any oppressive heat.
Men from the hills had come down to Tonk, and Bhopal, and Rohilcund, and Rampur, and founded kingdoms for themselves. Why should he and his not push on to Calcutta? He bared his head to the night wind. He was uplifted, and fired with mad, impossible dreams. All that he had learned was of little account to him now. It might be that the English, as Colonel Dewes had said, had something of an army.
"Well," said Dewes, "you have been to Eton and Oxford, you have seen London. All that is bound to have broadened your mind. Don't you feel that your mind has broadened?" "Tell me the use of a broad mind in Chiltistan," said Shere Ali. And Colonel Dewes, who had last seen the valleys of that remote country more than twenty years before, was baffled by the challenge.
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