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With that, as if all were quite settled, and settled exactly to his mind, he walked off to his tent, whither Secundra had preceded him. I cannot think of these last turns and wriggles of my old enemy except with admiration; scarce even pity is mingled with the sentiment, so strongly the man supported, so boldly resisted his misfortunes.
For a while he played the part of entertainer, giving directions to Macconochie, who received them with an evil grace, and attending specially upon Secundra. "And where has my good family withdrawn to?" he asked carelessly. "Ah! Mr. Bally, that is another point," said I. "I have no orders to communicate their destination." "To me," he corrected. "To any one," said I.
The Master had by that time plucked off his patched boots and made a toilet suitable to the hour; Secundra Dass was no longer bundled up in wrappers, but wore a decent plain black suit, which misbecame him strangely; and the pair were at the great window, looking forth, when the family entered. My lady stopped him, curtseying low from the far end of the hall, and keeping her children at her back.
"Blame me, if you choose, for my duplicity; but while I have been wringing shillings from my daddy, I had a stock of my own put by against a rainy day. You will pay for your own passage, if you choose to accompany us on our flank march; I have enough for Secundra and myself, but not more enough to be dangerous, not enough to be generous.
We also saw the Motee Musjid, the Pearl Mosque as it is called, built of marble, and called the Pearl Mosque, as I suppose, on account of its beauty and symmetry; the grand tomb of Akbar at Secundra, six miles from Agra; and other objects of interest. I am not to attempt a description of these world-famed buildings of Agra.
"My lot seems to be cast with the insane." "You good man," returned Secundra. "Now I go dig the sahib up." He returned as he spoke to the grave, and resumed his former toil. My lord stood rooted, and I at my lord's side, fearing I knew not what. The frost was not yet very deep, and presently the Indian threw aside his tool, and began to scoop the dirt by handfuls.
Mackellar," cried he, with a sudden imperious heat, in which I could not but admire him, "that I am scrupulously civil: copy me in that, and we shall be the better friends." Throughout this dialogue I had been incommoded by the observation of Secundra Dass.
This was John Mountain, the trader, escaped from the most horrid perils; and his fist word, when he got speech, was to ask if we had seen Secundra Dass. "Seen what?" cries Sir William. "No," said I, "we have seen nothing of him. Why?" "Nothing?" says Mountain. "Then I was right after all." With that he struck his palm upon his brow. "But what takes him back?" he cried.
A placard was hung above the hutch, bearing these words in something of the following disposition: JAMES DURIE, FORMERLY MASTER OF BALLANTRAE. CLOTHES NEATLY CLOUTED. * SECUNDRA DASS, DECAYED GENTLEMAN OF INDIA. FINE GOLDSMITH WORK. Underneath this, when he had a job, my gentleman sat withinside tailor-wise and busily stitching.
And this may have been; I know not, I was otherwise engaged. For at that first disclosure of the dead man's eyes, my Lord Durrisdeer fell to the ground, and when I raised him up, he was a corpse. Day came, and still Secundra could not be persuaded to desist from his unavailing efforts.
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