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Updated: May 12, 2025
This palanquin was the gift of Durga Ram, so-called Umballa. It had been built especially for this long waited for occasion. It was nothing more nor less than a cunning cage in which a tiger was huddled, in a vile temper. The palanquin bearers, friends of the dancing girl, had overpowered the royal bearers and donned their costumes. The furious beast sprang to the window.
Something horrible had happened, and the thought of what it must have been, comes upon Trejago in the night now and again, and keeps him company till the morning. One special feature of the case is that he does not know where lies the front of Durga Charan's house. It may open on to a courtyard common to two or more houses, or it may lie behind any one of the gates of Jitha Megji's bustee.
Kabil, they say, killed Habil and dug a grave for him with a crow's beak." Before the recent crusade against idolatry it was the regular practice of low-class Mohammedans to join in the Durga Puja and other Hindu religious festivals, and although they have been purged of many superstitions, many still remain. In particular, they are very careful about omens and auspicious days.
Holden saw all these things, and came out again to meet in the road Durga Dass, his landlord, portly, affable, clothed in white muslin, and driving a Cee-spring buggy. He was overlooking his property to see how the roofs stood the stress of the first rains. 'I have heard, said he, 'you will not take this place any more, sahib? 'What are you going to do with it? 'Perhaps I shall let it again.
He would be a rich man that night; bags of rupees; a well thatched house to cover his gray hairs till that day they placed him on the pyre at the burning ghat. The gods were good. Durga Ram, known familiarly as Umballa, at this hour came forth into the sunshine, brooding. He was not in a happy frame of mind.
Then turning to the queen, I said: "Receive your child from the hands of Durgâ, who will henceforth protect him as her own son; and by her command accept me as the husband of your daughter."
She was really the rightful heir to this crown; but her forbears had legally foresworn. Ah! the Colonel Sahib's camp. Good! He knew now that in Kathlyn's escape he had the man Ahmed to reckon with. Presently. "She is there, Durga Ram." "And what more?" ironically. His coolness caused her some uneasiness. Had he, by means unknown to her, signed to the guards to follow?
His body ached; liquid fire seemed to have taken the place of blood in his veins. His back and shoulders were a mass of bruises. Beaten with a gun butt, driven, harried, cursed he, Durga Ram! A gun butt in the hands of a low caste! He had not only been beaten; he had been dishonored and defiled. His eyes flashed and his fingers closed convulsively, but he was sober.
But having faith in his star he followed Pundita. Only once during the journey did he speak. "Pundita, remember, if you have lied you will be punished." "Durga Ram, I have not lied. I have promised to lead you to her, and lead you to her I shall." "Durga Ram," he mused. She did not give him his title of prince; indeed, she never had.
She heard Umballa speaking in the native tongue. A great shouting followed. The populace surged. "What have you said to them?" she demanded. "That her majesty had chosen Durga Ram to be her consort and to him now forthwith she will be wed." He salaamed. So the mask was off! "Marry you? Oh, no! Mate with you, a black?" "Black?" he cried, as if a whiplash had struck him across the face.
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