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She only fancies that this official visit of the General-Sahib from Calcutta will, of course, take up all their time at the marble house. But she begs me to watch them all, and she has given me some little presents money presents." Hawke winced, but in silence. His employer trusted him not. Here was proof positive.
The old man had to be carried to Byng's tent, for a round shot had disabled him, and he had himself set down by the tent-door, where the General sat on a camp-stool. "General-sahib, I have not been asked for advice; I am here to offer it." The huge black dome of heaven was punctuated by a billion dots of steely white that looked like pin-pricks.
"This, sahib. Do we die here? I and my men would prefer to die yonder, where a mutineer or two would pay the price!" A Ghoorka officer small as a Japanese and sturdy-looking came up next. The whole thing was evidently preconcerted. "My men ask leave to show the way into the ranks ahead, General-sahib! They are overweary of this shambles!" "We will advance at dawn!" said Byng.
"Cunnigan-sahib's respects, General-sahib! He asks leave to call his men off, saying that he has done all the damage possible with only fifteen hundred." "Yes. Call 'em off and send Cunningham to me. How did he shape?" "Like a son of Cunnigan-bahadur! General-sahib-salaam!" "No. Here, you old ruffian shake hands, will you? Now send Cunningham to me."
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