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Updated: June 7, 2025
But she herself kept within doors, until the night before the night of full moon, the day before the ceremony. That night she dressed as a rangar once more, and rode in company with Tess and Dick, with Ismail the Afridi running like a dog in the shadows behind them, to the fort on the hill that the English had promised to evacuate that night.
Then suddenly the old Afridi thought of something else and came back to thrust his face close to King's. "Why be a Rangar? Why be a Rajput, sahib? She loves us Hillmen better!" "Do I look like a Hillman of the 'Hills'?" asked King. "Nay, not now. But he who can work one miracle can work another. Change thy skin once more and be a true Hillman!" "Aye!" King laughed.
"Oh, as for that," he said, salaaming again in the fastidious manner of a native gentleman, "I know no other tongue than Pashtu and my own Rajasthani. My name is Kurram Khan. I ask admittance." He held up his wrist to show the gold bracelet, and high over his head the Rangar laughed like a bell. "Shabash!" he laughed. "Well done! Enter, Kurram Khan, and be welcome, thou and thy men.
"Sahib, when she speaks it is best to believe! She told me she will go. Therefore I am ready to lead King sahib up the Khyber to her!" "Are you certain you can find her?" "Aye, sahib, in the dark!" "There's a train leaves for the North to-night," said King. The Rangar nodded. "You'll want a pass up the line. How many servants? Three four how many?"
"Your father sent me, Mr. Foote." "Yes." "He has heard that er the marriage which caused your er estrangement has ended as he feared." Bonbright arose slowly and walked toward Rangar, who appeared in two minds whether to remain or to depart to other places. "Tell my father," Bonbright said, "that I can appreciate his satisfaction.
The malice which had glittered in his eyes then was functioning now. Rangar's message was to Dulac. "Your girl's just gone to Apple Lake with young Foote in his car," it said. That was all, but it seemed ample to Rangar. Bonbright was not a reckless driver, but he drove rapidly this evening, with a sort of driven eagerness.
King made no answer. For one thing, the word "hound," even in English, is not essentially a compliment. But he had a better reason than that. "Did you find the way easily?" the Rangar asked but King kept silence. "Is he parched? Have they cut his tongue out on the road?" That question was in Pashtu, directed at Ismail and the others, but King answered it.
So King drove both spurs home, and set his unwilling horse to scrambling downward at an angle he could not guess, into blackness he could feel, trusting the animal to find a footing where his own eyes could make out nothing. To his disgust he heard the Rangar follow immediately. To his even greater disgust the black mare overtook him.
She dare unlock the gates and ride the devil down the Khyber if she thought it worth her while! You're to go up the Khyber after her to convince her that there are better mounts than the devil and better fun than playing with hell-fire! The Rangar told me he had given you her passport that right?" As they turned at the end of the platform King bared his wrist and showed the gold bracelet.
King looked over his shoulder to make sure that Ismail was bringing the little leather bag along. "So have I," he said quietly. "I have horses," said Rewa Gunga, "and mules and " "How did she travel up the Khyber?" King asked him, and the Rangar spared him a curious sidewise glance. "On a horse. You should have seen the horse!" "What escort had she?" "She?"
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