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Updated: June 26, 2025
I couldn't tell he'd go a crowner and have such cards as he had. How shall I get the money, Bertie? I daren't ask the governor; and besides I told Poulteney he should have it this morning. What do you think if I sold the mare? But then I couldn't sell her in a minute "
"Have you got your revolver?" asked Phillips. "Yes." "Then stand by." Phillips carefully and noiselessly opened the shutter for an inch or two. "Who's that?" he asked in a low voice; he asked the question in Pushtu, and in Pushtu a voice no louder than his own replied: "I want to speak to Poulteney Sahib." A startled exclamation broke from the subaltern.
He had much ado not to whistle in his surprise. But he refrained and merely bowed. "It seems to be a complicated situation," he said to Captain Phillips. "Does Shere Ali know?" and he glanced towards the Khan. "Not yet," replied Phillips grimly. "But I don't think it will be long before he does." "And then there will be ructions," Poulteney remarked softly.
In the city the clamour had died down; little by little it sank to darkness. There came a freshness in the air. Though there were many hours still before daylight, the night drew on towards morning. What could it mean, he wondered? Why was the Residency left in peace? And as he wondered, he heard a scuffling noise upon the roof behind him. He turned his head and Poulteney crawled to his side.
On my word I don't know how much there's left on the dressing-table. Well! I can't help it; Poulteney had to be paid; I can't have Berk's name show in anything that looks shady."
Two churches, namely, Allhallows the Great and Allhallows the Less, were burnt down in the king's sight, and the lofty spire of a third, Saint Lawrence Poulteney, had just caught fire, and looked like a flame-tipped spear.
"Will you come down?" the subaltern asked; "I don't know what to do." Phillips at once crept back to the trap-door. The two men descended, and Poulteney led the way into the little room at the back of the house where they had dined. There was no longer a light in the room; and they stood for awhile in the darkness listening. "Where is the Khan?" whispered Phillips.
"Tres cher, you're always wanting money. So am I. So is everybody. The normal state of man is to want money. Two ponies. What's it for?" "I lost it at chicken-hazard last night. Poulteney lent it me, and I told him I would send it him in the morning. The ponies were gone before I thought of it, Bertie, and I haven't a notion where to get them to pay him again."
As a young man he naturally had very little to do with America or Americans, though among his schoolboy playmates was a young American, Poulteney Bigelow, who afterwards wrote an excellent appreciation of the fine traits in the Emperor's character. At the same time the Emperor himself has stated that the country always interested him, and recent visitors bear out the statement fully.
Poulteney Sahib stared, speechless with indignation. Then he burst out laughing: "You old rascal! You dare to come here and ask me to take you out when I go shooting, and only a week ago you were fighting against us." "But the fight is all over, Excellency," the Shikari explained. "Now all is as it was and we will go out after the markhor."
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