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Updated: September 28, 2025
Sybil Linforth leaned back and abruptly ceased to speak. "Please go on," said Dewes, turning towards her. She hesitated, and then with a touch of reluctance continued: "I succeeded until a month or so ago. But a month or so ago the secrets came. Oh, I know him so well. He is trying to hide that there are any secrets lest his reticence should hurt me.
"On some points I am inclined to think that Luffe's views were not always sound. Certainly let the boy go to Eton and Oxford. A fine idea, your Highness. The training will widen his mind, enlarge his ideas, and all that sort of thing. I will myself urge upon the Government's advisers the wisdom of your Highness' proposal." Moreover Dewes failed to carry Luffe's dying message to Calcutta.
"You take these boys, you give them Oxford, a season in London did you ever have a season in London when you were twenty-one, Dewes? You show them Paris. You give them opportunities of enjoyment, such as no other age, no other place affords has ever afforded.
"He looked pretty bad," said Colonel Dewes. "Jumpy and feverish, and with the air of a man who has been sitting up all night for a week or two. But this is what interested me most," and Dewes told how the lad had implored him to bring Linforth out to India. "Who's Linforth?" asked the official quickly. "Not the son of that Linforth who " "Yes, that's the man," said the Colonel testily.
But these arguments had little weight with Sybil Linforth. The tragedy of fourteen years ago had beaten her down with too strong a hand. She could not reason about the road. She only felt, and she felt with all the passion of her nature. "What will you do, then?" asked Dewes. She walked a little further on before she answered. "I shall do nothing.
I have no doubt the rest will be in time. I think he went north when he disappeared. I think the Road called him, as it is now calling Dick." She made the admission at last quite simply and quietly. Yet it was evident to Dewes that it cost her much to make it. "Yes," he said. "That is what you fear."
"Do you listen!" said Luffe, giving way to Dewes, and Dewes in his turn leaned his ear against the loophole. "What do you think?" asked Luffe. Dewes stood up straight again. "I'll tell you what I am thinking. I am thinking it sounds like the beating of a clock in a room where a man lies dying," he said. Luffe nodded his head. But images and romantic sayings struck no response from him.
Never mind what she was she was of the white ruling race, she was of the race that rules in India, he comes back to India and insolently boasts. Do you approve? Do you think that good?" "I think it's horrible," exclaimed Dewes. "Well, I have done," said Luffe. "This youngster is to go to Oxford.
It was to their advantage certainly that he should have been sent to England. And then he was told to be grateful! As they came out again from the winding staircase and turned towards the paddock Colonel Dewes took Shere Ali by the arm, and said in a voice of kindliness: "And what has become of all the fine ambitions you and Dick Linforth used to have in common?"
A voice spoke at his elbow. "There is a new sangar being built in the garden. We can hear them at work," said Dewes. Luffe walked cautiously along the roof to the western end. Quite clearly they could hear the spades at work, very near to the wall, amongst the almond and the mulberry trees. "Get a fireball," said Luffe in a whisper, "and send up a dozen Sikhs."
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