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She could have bitten out her tongue with mortification a moment afterward for letting any such admission escape her. She heard him chuckle as he drank he choked from chuckling, and set the jar down to cough. Then, when he had recovered breath again, he answered almost patronizingly. "Which would be least pleased with you, sahiba? The Rangars, or thy father, or the other Englishman?
"And what proof have I in any case that you will keep your word, Jaimihr-sahib. I will keep mine but who will keep yours, that has been so often broken?" "Sahiba " "Show me a proof!" "Here now in this place?" "Convince me, if you can! I will give myself willingly if I can save my father by it and these Rangars and Mr. Cunningham; but your bare word, Jaimihr-sahib, is worth that!"
"Have club servants not got ears, sahib?" "And you ?" "I, too, have ears good ones!" The Brigadier drummed his fingers on the table, hesitating. No officer, however high up in the service, likes to lose even a subaltern from his command when that subaltern is worth his salt. "Let him go, sahib! You have seen how we Rangars honor him you may guess what difference he might make in a crisis.
He was about to cross-examine Miss McClean rigorously, even at the risk of seeming either rude or else frightened; but before his lips could frame another question he caught sight of Mahommed Gunga making signals to him. He affected to ignore the signals. He objected to being kept in the dark so utterly, and wished to find out a little for himself before listening to what the Rangars had to say.
The question, then, was how to win the favor of the Rangars. It was not at all an easy question, for the love lost between Hindoos and Mohammedans is less than that between dark-skinned men and white a lot less. Within two hours of its happening he had been told of the capture of Ali Partab; and he knew for that was another thing his spies had told him that Ali Partab was Mahommed Gunga's man.
He had evidence that his brother Howrah had been in communication with the Rangars. So, should the Company survive and retain power enough to force an answer to unpleasant questions, he thought it would not be difficult to prove that he had been the Company's friend all along.
"I guarantee them all of that," said Cunningham, loud enough for at least the nearest ranks to hear. "On thine own honor, sahib?" "On my word of honor!" "The promise is enough! Will you inspect them, sahib?" "I'll take their salute first," said Cunningham. "Pardon, bahadur!" Alwa filled his lungs and faced the unseen lines. "Rangars!" he roared. "Your leader!
Speaking like an omen from the deepest shadow, the sweeper called to Jaimihr. "Sahib, thy palace burns! Sahib, thy prisoner runs! Haste, sahib! Call thy men and hasten back! Thy palace is in flames the Rangars come to " As a raven, disturbed into night omen-croaking, he sent forth his news from utter blackness into nerve-strung tension.
It began to be obvious to him that he would lose nothing by courting the favor of the Rangars, and of Alwa in particular, and that he might win security by coaxing them to take his part. Of one thing he was certain: the Rangars would do anything at all, if by doing it they could harm the Hindoo priests.
Now we are free of the plains of Rajputana within a ride of fifty of my blood-relations, and they each within reach of others! Ho! I can hear the thunder of a squadron at my back again! I am young, sahib young! My old joints loosen! Allah send the cloud has burst at last I bring to two thousand Rangars a new Cunnigan-bahadur! Thy father's son shall learn what Cunnigan-bahadur taught!"
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