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His brother had been thrown by a young and mettlesome horse, and so badly trampled that he must remain a helpless invalid for the rest of his life. Sir Willoughby Stokes, even before he heard of the death of his nephew Peloti, had made Desmond his heir. Mr. Merriman had bought an estate near his father's old friend, and settled down to the life of a country gentleman.

Clive calls your bad start in bowling me over, you'll do well." His face clouded as he went on. "That man Diggle: why should he have sold you to the Pirate: what had he against you?" "I can not imagine, sir." "You are lucky to have escaped him, as Mr. Clive said. I think yes, I will tell you about him. His name is not Diggle; it is Simon Peloti. He is a nephew of Sir Willoughby's.

He spoke of you; told me of what you had done at Cossimbazar. Gad, sir, you did right well in defending his goods; and I promise myself if ever I lay hands on that villain Peloti he shall smart for that piece of rascaldom and many more. Are you still minded to take service with me?" "I should like nothing better, sir, but I doubt whether I can think of it until I see Mr. Merriman."

You have exceeded your time by ten minutes. Who is that man who came aboard with you?" "It was he who delayed me, sir. It is Mr. Diggle, or Peloti, I should say." "The deuce he is!" "He was stealing out of the fort; it came to a scuffle, and he was wounded so I brought him along." "Mr. Speke," said Clive, turning to the captain, "may I ask you to see this man safe bestowed?

She was in hiding with Surendra Nath, one of Mr. Merriman's men. I heard that Diggle Peloti, sir was about to attempt her recapture, and I felt that you yourself, had you been in my place, would have tried to save the ladies." Clive grunted. "Go on, sir," he said. "We found the place just in time, sir. Diggle came up with a couple of Frenchmen and a troop of native horse.

It was Diggle Peloti, I mean who betrayed your brother. I understand now why the squire took no steps against Grinsell. His accomplice was Diggle." He related the incident of the house breakers. "Yes," said Merriman, "that throws a light on things. Peloti, I imagine, had previously seen the squire, and tried to get money from him.

'Twas ridiculous, sir; such an idea never entered my head." "I see. Peloti came to India and got employment in the Company's service at Madras. But he behaved so badly that he had to be turned out he said Mr. Clive hounded him out. What became of him after that I don't know. But let us leave the miserable subject. Tell me, what are your ideas?

Merriman's ladies." "You have?" "Yes, and brought them back with me. And Peloti will trouble us no more: we had to fight for the ladies, and Bulger killed him. Won't Mr. Clive forgive me?" "I can't answer for Mr. Clive; no one can say what he will do. But I tell you one thing: you'll put Warren Hastings' nose out of joint. You know he was sweet on Merriman's daughter." "No, I didn't know it.

The identity of Peloti with Diggle was not suspected by the French, and when Diggle a few months back offered his services to Bussy, their commander, they were eagerly accepted, for his evident knowledge of Clive's movements and of affairs in Calcutta promised to be exceedingly valuable.

Peloti was with the French army when, less than four thousand in number, it fell upon the vast hordes of Nadir Jang near Gingi and won the battle that set Muzaffar Jang on the throne of the Deccan and marked the zenith of Dupleix's success.