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That will explain why Har Dyal Rutton, a gentleman of parts and cultivation, dared not live in India, and why because he was sworn to keep the secret he laid stress on the condition that you were not to mention his name." "Still, he gave me permission to talk to Dhola Baksh." "True; but it seems that Dhola Baksh had been his confidential body-servant in Kuttarpur, during his too-brief reign.
Have you come out mousing like an owl? Ha! ha! and you hear the nightingale singing, speaking in the Gentile manner," and clapping her hands she lifted up a full rich voice. "Dyal o pani repedishis, M'ro pirano hegedishis." "What does that mean, Chaldea?" "It is an Hungarian song, and means that while the stream flows I hear the violin of my love. Kara taught me the ditty."
But Salig had to deliver up a Har Dyal Rutton to the Council, so Naraini was set to seduce you. Their plans only required that you should be madly infatuated with her for a couple of days; after that ..." Labertouche turned down his thumb significantly.
As the two subalterns drove home in Raymond's trap through the hot Indian night under a moon shining with a brilliance that England never knows, Wargrave hummed "The Love Song of Har Dyal." Suddenly he said: "She's wonderful, Ray, isn't she? Fancy such a glorious woman buried in this hole and married to a dry old stick like the Resident! Doesn't it seem a shame?"
It was a pretty little laugh, and Trejago, knowing that, for all practical purposes, the old Arabian Nights are good guides, went forward to the window, and whispered that verse of "The Love Song of Har Dyal" which begins: Can a man stand upright in the face of the naked Sun; or a Lover in the Presence of his Beloved?
He saw her bite her lips with chagrin, and the look she flashed to his face was anything but kind and tender. "Arre!" she laughed derisively. "And of what account is this frail, tottering Sirkar's will besides the Will of the Body? Of what avail its dicta against the rulings of the Bell? Thou knowest " "Pardon, I know nothing. I have told thee, Ranee, that I am not Har Dyal Rutton."
If I was told that Har Dyal Rutton would be in India upon such-and-such a day, am I to blame that I did promise to bring him to the Gateway?" "And seeing that the man is dead, art thou to blame for bringing in his place a substitute, even so poor a changeling as this man Amber? Nay, be not angry; do I blame thee?
"I neither think, nor know, nor greatly care, Ranee," Amber interposed wearily. "Doubtless I deserve thine anger and thy scorn, since I am not he who thou wouldst have me be. If death must be my portion for this offence, for that I resemble Har Dyal Rutton ... then it is written that I am to die.
Indeed thou hast lost an opportunity that may never a second time be thine to learn of the wiles of woman." "There was work to be done," he repeated. "I went to take measures against thy failure." "O thou of little faith!" "Nay, why should I neglect proper precautions? Whether thy confidence be justified or no, this night will Har Dyal Rutton or one like him endure the Ordeal of the Gateway."
The rounded little chin went up a trifle and her eyes gleamed angrily. "Am I no longer thy Naraini, then? Or wouldst thou deny that thou art Har Dyal, my king and my beloved? Hast thou indeed forgotten the child that was given thee for wife when thy father reigned in Khandawar and thou wert but a boy a boy of ten, the Maharaj Har Dyal?
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