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Beyond any shadow of a doubt, there was blood on the blade still, and on the wooden hilt, and caked in the clumsy joint between the hilt and blade. "'Joanna have you killed any one?" Joanna shook her head. "Tell me the truth, Joanna. Whose blood is that?" "A dog's, Miss-sahib. A street dog attacked me as I ran hither." "I wish I could believe it!"
Tell her whither I have sent thee. Tell the Alwa-sahib that a Rangar by name Ali Partab sworn follower of the prophet, and servant of the Risaldar Mahommed Gunga is in need and asks his instant aid. Say also to the Alwa-sahib that it may be well to rescue the Miss-sahib first, before he looks for me, but of that matter I am no judge, being imprisoned and unable to ascertain the truth.
"Miss-sahib hai?" he growled; and the woman jumped up in a hurry and went inside. A moment later Rosemary McClean stood framed in the doorway still in her cotton riding-habit, very pale evidently frightened at the summons but strangely, almost ethereally, beautiful. Her wealth of chestnut hair was loosely coiled above her neck, as though she had been caught in the act of dressing it.
I am worrying more about those guarantees that Howrah was to give I am anxious to see how, with fifteen hundred, we are to get the better of a Rajah and his brother and their total of ten thousand! I want to see those promises performed! Ay! The Miss-sahib has done well. She has done her share. Let her continue. And do thou thy share, bahadur! I am at thy back with my men, but give us action!"
So said Mahommed Gunga: 'When the hag brings word, then take three horses and bear the Miss-sahib and her father to my cousin Alwa's place. I stand ready to obey, but the padre-sahib comes not against his will." "To whose place?" "Alwa's, Miss-sahib." "And who is he?" She seemed bewildered. "I had hoped to be escorted to some British residency." "That would be for Alwa, should he see fit.
They believed that the Magician, as they called him, had woven a spell to keep the evil spirits at a distance. It was known that he was in constant communication with native priests. Moreover, the miss-sahib who dwelt at the bungalow remained unharmed, so it seemed there was nought to fear. Hope, after a very few months, cut off her hair and wore it short and curly.
Among Peter's orders to his butler that morning was one to the effect that nothing the Miss-Sahib had arranged in the bungalow was to be disturbed, and the lavender bag was returned to rejoin its fellows in the cupboard. It was four years since Peter had had any leave, and it appeared that the lavender had the same effect upon him as upon Mrs. Crosbie.
Alive, he had been worth three mohurs, but he died while they bargained for him! Quick!" "I am black, sahib, and the night is black. I am old, and none would believe me active. They watch the gates, but the bats fly in and out." "Find out, then, what has happened to my horses, left at the caravansary; give that information to the Alwa-sahib. Tell the Miss-sahib at the mission where I am.
"Miss-sahib, I am a soldier. To me an order is an order to be carried out; suspicions, fears are nothing unless they stand in the way of accomplishment. I await your word. I am ready. The horses are here good horses lean and hard. The order is that you must ask me." "Thank you er Ali what? thank you, Ali Partab."
"Go down and speak to them!" commanded Alwa, and a man dropped down the zigzag roadway like a goat, taking short cuts from level to level, until he stood on a pinnacle of rock that overhung the gate. Ten minutes later he returned, breathing hard with the effort of his climb. "Jaimihr demands the missionaries particularly the Miss-sahib also quarters and food!" he reported.
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