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They are to go down into India and be made prisoners if the sirkar will not enlist them. You are to wait for them here." "Is that all her message?" King asked him. "Nay. That is none of it! This is her message. "What does that mean?" "Nay, who am I that I should know?" Ismail slipped away and lost himself among the men, and none of them seemed to notice that he had been away and had come again.
Come along, Ismail!" he called. "Allah! Hear him! Nay, nay, nay! Who was it said a little while ago, 'There is no such thing as fear! I am afraid, but thou and I are two men! Go thou alone!" Reason is a man's only dependable faculty. Reason told him that at a word from Yasmini he would have been flung into "Earth's Drink" hours ago.
"These men are all known to me," said the mullah. "They all have right to enter here. They have right to testify. Did ye see him slay his man?" "Aye!" lied Ismail, prompt as friend can be. "Aye!" lied Darya Khan, fearful of Ismail's elbow. "Then, enter!" said the priest resignedly, as one admits a communicant against his better judgment.
Ismail, keeping his distance with ears and eyes peeled, heard instantly and hurried off. He went like the wind and all three watched in silence for ten minutes while he headed off a man near the mouth of the Pass, stopped him, spoke to him and brought him along. Fifteen minutes later an Afridi stood scowling in front of them with a little letter in a cleft stick in his hand.
The delay mentioned allowed of fresh pressure being brought to bear on the Khedive; and while Gordon emphatically declared, partly from a sense of consistency, and partly because he hoped to stiffen the Khedive's resolution that he would not act with the Debt Commissioners on the Inquiry, Ismail Pasha was coerced or induced into surrendering all he had been fighting for.
I only wish I wasn't so much trouble to you. I owe you a lot, Dicky Pasha everything! You got me the golden shillings to start with; you had faith in me; you opened the way to fortune, to the thing that's more than fortune to success." "I'm not altogether proud of you. You've messed things to-day." "I'll set them right to-morrow with your help. Ismail is going a bit large this time."
Ismail Beg had married his uncle's daughter, and was a person of great spirit, though not, as it would seem, of much judgment or principle. The battle, as described by Native history, began by a reconnaisance of Ismail Beg at the head of 300 Moghul horse.
They came instead to other steps, narrow and steep, that led upward in a semicircle to a rough hole in a rock wall. At the top there was a little yellow light, so dim and small that its rays scarcely sufficed to show the opening. "Go up!" said Ismail, giving King a shove and disappearing at once. One side-step into blackness and he might have been a mile away.
"Paper money!" suggested another man. "Hundies, with printing on the face that sahibs accept instead of gold." "Nay, I know where his money is," said Ismail. "He has but little with him." "A razor would slit the leather easily," suggested another man. "Then with a hand inserted carefully through the slit, so as not to widen it more than needful, a man could soon discover the contents.
I wrote an official letter to Djiaffer Pacha, protesting against delay, and reminding him of the Khedive's instructions." The only authority who, I believe, takes a real interest in the expedition is Ismail Bey, who is a highly intellectual and clever man. This Bey is the President of the Council, and I have known him during many years.
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