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Updated: June 2, 2025
A companion was found me. He was a Risaldar of Dekkani Horse, a man of family, wounded in the arms. We two received our medals together. We saw the King's Palace, and the custom of the Guard Mount in the mornings daily. Their drill is like stone walls, but the nature of the English music is without any meaning. It is as a country enclosed in a house.
At least, if eight men were about to charge into eight hundred, it would be best to keep his good friend Mahommed Gunga out of it, he decided. "Risaldar!" The veteran was always most amenable to reason when addressed by his military title. "Who of us two is senior thou or I?" "By Allah, not I, sahib! I am thy servant!"
"And how long does the heavenborn think it would be her room were this evil-living pig of a priest at large, or how long before a worse crime were committed? Heavenborn, the hour is late and the charcoal dies out rapidly when it has left the fire! See. I must choose another piece!" He rummaged in the brazier, and she screamed again. "I will not have it, Risaldar! You must find another way."
"How did you hear what my orders were?" "My half-brother came hurrying with the news, sahib. I hastened! My horse lies dead one kos from Hanadra here!" The lieutenant laughed. "At last, Mahommed? That poor old screw of yours? So he's dead at last, eh? So his time had come at last!" "We be not all rich men who serve the Raj!" said the Risaldar with dignity. "Ay, sahib, his time was come!
Hurry, man! For the love of anything you like to name, get a move on!" "Trot, march! "Canter!" Bellairs was thinking of his wife, alone in Hanadra, unprotected except by a sixty-year-old Risaldar and a half-brother who was a civilian and an unknown quantity. There were cold chills running down his spine and a sickening sensation in his stomach.
He had come in his uniform of risaldar of the elder Cunningham's now disbanded regiment, so he had not removed his boots as another native and he himself if in mufti would have done. Young Cunningham heard him go swaggering and clanking and spur-jingling down the corridor as though he had half a troop of horse behind him and wanted Asia to know it!
"Even if I were discovered, it need not be known that you had assisted me, risaldar. You may be sure that I should never tell. If you were questioned, you could declare that you had taken me for an ordinary recruit. If I deceived everyone else, I might very well deceive you." The risaldar stood thoughtful for some time. "It might possibly be managed," he said at last.
"There will be horses for the looting if this revolt of thine breaks out!" "True! There will be horses for the looting! Well, I wait here then and, when the trouble comes, I can count on thirteen of my blood to carry swords behind me?" "Aye, when the trouble comes!" There was a chorus of assent, and the Risaldar arose to let his sons and grandsons file past him.
Then we'll ask Carter to make a dash on Hanadra and bring Mrs. Bellairs maybe we'll meet her and the Risaldar half-way who knows? The sepoys wouldn't expect that, either. The move'd puzzle 'em it'd be a good move, to my way of thinking." "Let's hope Carter will consent!" prayed Bellairs fervently. "Now, what's the lay of things?" "Couldn't tell you! When I left, our men were surrounded.
Ruth walked down the room toward the window, drew the curtain back and leaned her head out where whatever breeze there was might fan her cheek. The Risaldar strode over to where the ayah cowered by an inner doorway. "She-Hindu-dog!" he growled at her. "Mother of whelps! Louse-ridden scavenger of sweepings! What part hast thou in all this treachery? Speak!"
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