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Updated: May 12, 2025
"Wait!" thundered the colonel. Suddenly he turned to the troopers. "Am I your king?" "Yes, Majesty!" The four men salaamed. "Then I order you to arrest this man Durga Ram for treason against the person of your king!" The troopers stared, dumfounded, first at the colonel, then at Umballa. "I command it!" Umballa laughed. The troopers did not stir. "Ah," said the colonel.
Durga Ram, disguised as a bearer, himself freed the tiger which killed the king. Yes! To the temple! She who confesses in the temple, her person is sacred. It is the law, the law! I had forgot! To the temple, my Lord!"
All these things off his mind, Umballa sat down and shivered outwardly, while he boiled within. He was implacable; he would blot out his enemy, kith and kin. Colonel Hare should never dip his fingers into the filigree basket never while he, Durga Ram, lived. Quite unknown, quite unsuspected by him, for all the activity of his spies, a volcano was beginning to grumble under his feet.
Begone, and thank your evil gods that I am not already at your lying treacherous throat. Take yourself off, Durga Ram. The people of Bala Khan do not make war on women and old men. The Mem-sahib and her friends are under my protection." "I will buy them!" shouted Umballa, recollecting the greed of Bala Khan. "My word is not for sale!" came back.
Umballa followed the dancing girl into the square before the temple. He turned and smiled ironically. The bald fools! "Lead on, thou flower of the jasmine!" lightly. And the two of them disappeared into the night. But the priests smiled, too, for Durga Ram should always be more in their power than they in his. There was tremendous excitement in the city the next morning.
And as I bow to thee with bended head, O Supreme Goddess, grant me protection, O thou of eyes like lotus leaves. And be thou as boon-giving Truth unto us that are acting according to Truth. And, O Durga, kind as thou art unto all that seek thy protection, and affectionate unto all thy devotees, grant me protection!" Mahishasura, the son of Rambhasura.
Famine and plague and disease are rife, and unrighteousness triumphs. Awake, Oh Goddess Durga! I see the lightning flashing from the point of thy bow, the world quaking at thy frowns, and creation trembling under thy tread. Let a river of blood flow, overwhelming the hearts of the demons. The Kalyani chides the Hindus for breaking their Swadeshi vows to Durga:
On the morrow he was somewhat daunted upon meeting Ramabai in the corridor leading to the throne room, where Winnie and the council were gathered. He started to summon the guards, but the impassive face of his enemy and the menacing hand stayed the call. "You are a brave man, Ramabai, to enter the lion's den in this fashion. You shall never leave here alive." "Yes, Durga Ram.
Yet this thing, remorse, was stabbing her with its hot needles, till no torture devised by man could equal it. She was the poor foolish woman who loved Durga Ram; loved him as these wild Asiatic women love, from murder to the poisoned cup. Loved him, and knew that he loved her not, but used her for his own selfish ends. There you have it.
It seemed that the city would never be permitted to resume its old careless indolence. Swift as the wind the news flew that the old king was alive, that he had been held prisoner all these months by Durga Ram and the now deposed council of three. No more the old rut of dulness. Never had they known such fetes.
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