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Being mounted, he would, but for an unexpected delay, have reached the stockade ahead of Nuttall, in which case several unhappy events might have been averted. The unexpected delay was occasioned by Miss Arabella Bishop. They met at the gate of the luxuriant garden of Government House, and Miss Bishop, herself mounted, stared to see Peter Blood on horseback.
General Nuttall now ordered several squadrons of the 3rd Light Cavalry and 3rd Sind Horse to recover the guns and stay the onrushing tide, but their numbers were too small for the task, and the charge was not pressed home. Finally the whole mass of pursued and pursuers rolled towards the village of Khig and its outlying enclosures. There a final stand was made.
Vainly he groped for an answer in a mind that could do nothing but curse the idiocy of Mr. James Nuttall. The planter's bamboo cane fell on the lad's naked shoulders with stinging force. "Answer me, you dog! What's his name?" Jeremy looked at the burly planter out of sullen, almost defiant eyes.
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In the shed, from which all the wounded men had now been removed and which had since remained untenanted, Nuttall had concealed the necessary stores: a hundredweight of bread, a quantity of cheese, a cask of water and some few bottles of Canary, a compass, quadrant, chart, half-hour glass, log and line, a tarpaulin, some carpenter's tools, and a lantern and candles.
He was looking, he said, for Dr. Blood. His cousin was taken ill. The overseer bade him go to the devil, and get out of the plantation. Blood was not there. If he was anywhere he would be in his hut in the stockade. Nuttall passed on, upon the understanding that he would go.
"He lured me into the Gwelo Deeps against my better judgment We sank a bore three thousand feet and found everything except gold." He gave one of his brief, rumbling chuckles. "I wish that mine had been a success. Poor old Bill Nuttall! He helped me in some tight places." "And I think you have done your best for his daughter, sir." "She's a nice girl," said John Minute, "a dear girl.
"I don't want to make myself a nuisance," he said, "but before we go any further, Miss Nuttall, there are certain matters on which you ought to be informed. I have every reason to believe that I know who was responsible for the outrage of last night, and I do not intend risking a repetition." "Who do you think was responsible?" asked the girl quietly.
"There is one thing I want to talk to you about. It is rather a delicate matter, Mr. Merrill," he said. "Fire ahead!" "It is about Miss Nuttall. She has seen a lot of our friend Jasper, and after every interview she seems to grow more and more reliant upon his help. Once or twice she has been embarrassed when I have spoken about Jasper Cole and has changed the subject."
"You've taken an awful long time for lunch," he complained. "I'm sorry," said Frank. "I met Miss Nuttall, and the time flew." "Did you see Holland the other day?" the manager interrupted. "I didn't see him on the day you sent me," replied Frank, "but I saw him on the following day." "Is he a friend of your uncle's?" "I don't think so. Why do you ask?"
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