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Diggle at the first shock had staggered to his feet and stumbled toward the barricade. As he reached it, a black boy, springing as it were out of the earth, hastened to him and helped him to crawl between the wheels of a cart and down the slope. On the boy's arm he limped toward his horse, tethered to a tree. A wounded wretch was clumsily attempting to mount.
Throw in your lot frankly with me; I will stand your friend." "You are wasting your breath and your eloquence," interrupted Desmond firmly, "and even if I were tempted to agree, as I never could be, I should remember who is talking to me." Then he added with a whimsical smile, "Come, Mr. Diggle, you are fond of quotations; I am not; but there's one I remember 'I fear the Greeks, though' "
Firing had ceased; to load a matchlock was a long affair, and though the attackers might have divided and come forward in relays with loaded weapons, they would have run the risk of hitting their own friends. It was to be again a hand-to-hand fight. Diggle was not to be denied.
I give you three days: if within that time he has not consented, I shall do to him all that I have said, and more also." "I do not require three days to make up my mind," said Desmond quietly. "I cannot do what " "Hush, you young fool!" cried Diggle angrily in English. Turning to the Pirate he added: "The boy is as stiff-necked as a pig; but even a pig can be led if you ring his snout.
Toley in charge, came aboard in high humor. "I may be wrong," remarked Bulger, "but judgin' by cap'n's face, he've been an' choused the Pirate got twice the valley o' the goods he's landed." "I wonder where Mr. Diggle is?" said Desmond. "You en't no call to mourn for him, I tell you.
Diggle looked round, smiled, and leisurely approached the shed. "Why have they shut me up here?" demanded Desmond. "Captain Barker said I was to return at once. Do get the door unlocked." "You ask the impossible, my young friend," replied Diggle through the hole. "You are here by the orders of Angria, and 'twould be treason in me to pick his locks."
Before Desmond could recover his footing, Diggle shortened his arm and was about to drive his sword through the lad's heart. The Gujarati saw the movement. Springing in with uplifted knife, he attempted to turn the blade. He succeeded; he struck it upwards; but the force with which he had thrown himself between the two swordsmen was his undoing.
Come with me, and I promise you that within two years you shall be rich beyond your wildest dreams." "Put up your diamond, Mr. Peloti. You may repeat your offer when we reach Colonel Clive." Diggle stopped as if shot. He looked with startled eyes at the boy, who had known him only as Diggle. "You are going to Colonel Clive!" he exclaimed.
Without reading it, he tore it in fragments and threw them upon the floor, at the same time saying a few words to the resplendent figure at his side. Tulaji Angria was dark, inclined to be fat, and not unpleasant in feature. But it was with a scowling brow that he replied to Diggle.
"I was in a sense tricked into it, sir, and when we got to Gheria Captain Barker and Mr. Diggle, the supercargo, sold me to Angria." "Sold you to the Pirate?" "Yes, sir." "And where do you hail from, then?" "Shropshire, sir; my father was Captain Richard Burke in the Company's service." "Jupiter! You're Dick Burke's son!
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