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Updated: June 14, 2025
The stalwart young Pathan in uniform with his wrists handcuffed stood with all the bold bearing of his race by the bedside of the man that he had tried to kill, while two powerful sepoys armed with drawn bayonets hemmed him in, their hands on his shoulders. The prisoner looked for a moment at the pale face of the wounded man, then his bold eyes suffused with tears as he said: "Huzoor!
"'Go! go! shrieked Ibrahim, kicking with his heels at the camel's sides and striking at Moussa Isa, as that obedient youth, raising his stick, caused the camel to bound forward, and drove it, swiftly trotting to where my brother lay, and there made it kneel again.... "Dost thou sleep, Huzoor?"
It would be a just punishment, he said to himself. Anger against her was as a lust at his heart. He had lost sight of her kindness, and her pity; he desired her and hated her in the same breath. "Are you married, Ahmed Ismail?" he asked. Ahmed Ismail smiled. "Truly, Huzoor." "Do you carry your troubles to your wife? Is she your companion as well as your wife? Your friend as well as your mistress?"
He took no chances on a reprimand about his shoes, for he swaggered up in riding-boots, which no soldier can be asked to take off before he treads on a private floor; and he saluted as a soldier, all dignity. It was the only way by which he could be sure to keep the muscles of his face from telling tales. "Huzoor?" "Morning, Mahommed Gunga. Take a seat, won't you?"
Haslewood rose and went out from the courtyard with the orderly. He returned in a few minutes, saying that the man had returned to Wafadar Nazim's camp. The six men resumed their meal, and just as they ended it a Pathan glided in white flowing garments into the courtyard and bowed low. "Huzoor," he said, "His Highness the Khan sends you greeting. God has been very good to him.
From the opposite side of the road, a man in native dress, wearing a thick dark cloak over his white shirt and pyjamas, stepped forward. Shere Ali advanced to meet him. "Huzoor, huzoor," said the man, bending low, and he raised Shere Ali's hand and pressed his forehead upon it, in sign of loyalty. "You wish to speak to me?" said Shere Ali. "If your Highness will deign to follow. I am Ahmed Ismail.
Mahommed Gunga went through considerable pantomime of being angry with a fly. He found it necessary to conceal emotion in some way or other. Alwa sat motionless and stared straight back at Cunningham. "I understand, sahib," he repeated. "You are talking to me, then, on that understanding?" "Most certainly, huzoor." "You can raise two thousand men?" "Perhaps." "Say fifteen hundred?"
Ahmed Ismail laughed. "Yet that is what the Englishwomen are," said Shere Ali. "Perhaps, Huzoor," replied Ahmed, cunningly, "it is for that reason that there are some who take and do not give." He came a little nearer to his Prince. "Where is she, Huzoor?" Shere Ali was startled by the question out of his dreams.
Bring him to me quickly." The Brahmin approached, salaamed. "What do you wish?" Bruce asked curtly. "A thousand rupees, Huzoor!" blandly. "And what have you that is worth that many rupees?" irritably. The Brahmin salaamed again. "Huzoor, a slave this day was purchased by Durga Ram, Umballa, so-called.
You can dishonor the lot of us now, if you care to, by oh, tommyrot! Tell your man to put your blankets in the only empty place, and behave like a man of sense!" "But, huzoor " Monty dismissed the subject with a motion of his hand, and turned to talk with Kagig, who shouted for yoghourt to be brought at once; and that set the sons of the owner of the place to hurrying in great style.
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