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Updated: July 21, 2025
Then the worst side of Prince Kumran showed itself at once. Like all deceitful people, he was a coward at heart, and cowardice made him think of immediate revenge upon his victorious brother. Of what use would even two victories be to him if the Heir-to-Empire was beyond recall?
Indeed, we hear of such dreadful things as playing truant, so that when a day was fixed for an examination by learned men as to how the Heir-to-Empire was getting on with his studies, "at the master moment it was found that the scholar, having attired himself for sport, had disappeared!"
Whereupon Foster-mother wept loudly and prayed that good angels might protect her darling. But Head-nurse was more practical, and set about considering how best that safety might be secured. Who was there who could help? No one of much use, truly, though every one was brimful of devotion and ready to give his or her life for the Heir-to-Empire.
Did he not steal the King-of-Empire? Did he not defy the king? Did he not send the Heir-to-Empire away, instead of returning him to his father's keeping? I tell you, nephew Kumran, that your father, Babar the Brave, Babar the Kindly, Babar the Generous, Babar the Just, whom all men loved for his mercy, would have given death for such faults and given it rightly.
She had just finished a lovely soft ball and she flung it full at the Heir-to-Empire. It hit him, but he took no notice. He was thinking of something else. "But where," he began, and his little lip went down, "is Head-nurse and Foster-father and Foster-mother and Old Faithful and Meroo and Down? What have you done with them, slave?"
"Her Highness Khânzâda Khânum brought me hither to be with the Heir-to-Empire ere she left at sunset." Kumran started back. "Left? Hath she left already?" he asked, his face paling. So he stood for a moment irresolute, the words of his own oath pealing through his brain, "By the memory of my father I promise." That was not one which any son of Babar's was ever likely to break.
Still, I am glad she has returned; and I wish there were a chance of others turning up also," she added with a sigh. The Heir-to-Empire looked up gravely. "But Faithful can't come back, you know. He went to help Grand-dad to help us." "Hark to the innocent," cried Foster-mother, half in smiles, half in tears, "but it is true.
For here was safety, for a while at any rate, for the Heir-to-Empire. He, and Fate between them, had won his first victory. No! his second, since the first had been the conquering of Adam's obstinacy. But for that Baby Akbar might not have behaved with such dignity. That night even Roy the Râjput, who as a rule woke every hour to see to his little master's safety, slept sound.
"He is as like his grandfather as two splits of a pea!" cried Head-nurse in rapture, and then she went to the tent door and shrilled out: "Slaves! Quick! Come and perform your lowly salute on the occasion of the cutting of a back tooth belonging to the Heir-to-Empire, the Most "
So, as she lay among cushions at the farther end of the long room, with Prince Askurry, who had hurried to see his wife on his return, beside her, she looked suspiciously at the child which Head-nurse put down on the Persian carpet as soon as she came into the room; since though others might carry him to the upstarts at the farther end, she was not going to do so, when they were clearly bound to come humbly to the Heir-to-Empire and prostrate themselves before him!
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