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Updated: June 24, 2025
As soon as I went below, I hurried to the side of Esdale. He asked what had happened. I told him. "Some one was carried overboard?" he inquired. "Yes," I said. "Poor Jack Norris," wondering how he knew it. "And I shall soon follow him," he replied. His words proved true. That very night, as I came off my watch and was about to turn in, I heard my messmate utter my name in a low voice.
The fact is, that she defended the place long after her husband fell, and afterwards surrendered it by capitulation. Hyder, who piques himself on observing the rules of justice, would not otherwise have admitted her to such intimacy." "Yes, I have heard," replied Hartley, "that their intimacy was rather of the closest." "Another calumny, if you mean any scandal," answered Esdale.
"It's your turn to go for the dinner," he said to Horner, "and it must be ready by this time, but I'll go if you wish it." "Well, you may go," said Horner; "I want to do the honours to these fellows. Take care that you don't capsize with the things as you come along the deck." Then, without another word, Esdale got up, and putting his book into the chest, went forward.
"Mine's Ned Horner," he said, "and I hope we shall be friends, for I can't make anything of the fellow who messes with me, George Esdale. There's no fun in him, and he won't talk or do anything when it's his watch below but read and sing psalms."
Before he crossed the Madras territory, he overtook the Vakeel, or messenger of the British Government, of whom Esdale had spoken.
After the meal was finished we returned on deck, though Esdale did not offer to accompany us, as he spent his watch below, as Horner had said, in reading, writing, or singing in a low voice to himself. We passed the afternoon looking out for the land. At length, when night came on, in spite of my anxiety to see the coast, and the long sleep I had had, I felt scarcely able to keep my eyes open.
Esdale, for so he was called, was generally esteemed a rising man, calm, steady, and deliberate in forming his opinions. Hartley found it easy to turn the subject on the Queen of Sheba, by asking whether her Majesty was not somewhat of an adventuress.
Esdale listened with that sort of anxiety which prudent men betray when they feel themselves like to be drawn into trouble by the discourse of an imprudent friend. "If you desire to be personally righted in this matter," said he at length, "you must apply to Leadenhall Street, where I suspect betwixt ourselves complaints are accumulating fast, both against Paupiah and his master."
Imagine the surprise and vexation of these people some two years after on seeing the identical Harry Esdale, who many believed they had seen buried, coolly smoking his cheroot in the mess verandah, or basking in smiles of the fair ones as they cantered gaily across the midan after the heat of the day had passed."
"I care for neither of them," said Hartley; "I need no personal redress I desire none I only want succour for Menie Gray." "In that case," said Esdale, "you have only one resource you must apply to Hyder himself" "To Hyder to the usurper the tyrant?" "Yes, to this usurper and tyrant," answered Esdale, "you must be contented to apply.
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