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Updated: May 16, 2025
Innes's handwriting; the other, she saw with astonishment, was her own communication to that lady, her own letter returned. Surnoo explained volubly all the way along the veranda, and in the flood of his unknown tongue Madeline caught a sentence or two. 'The memsahib was not, said Surnoo. Clearly he could not deliver a letter to a memsahib who was not.
'Therefore, Surnoo continued, 'I have brought back your honour's letter, and the other I had from the hand of the memsahib's runner, the runner with one eye, who was on the road to bring it here. More I do not know, but it appears that the memsahib has gone to her father and mother in Belaat, being very sorrowful because the Colonel-sahib has left her to shoot.
'The letter will tell me, said Madeline to herself, fingering it. 'Enough, Surnoo. The man went away, and Madeline closed and locked the door of her sitting-room. The letter would tell her what? She glanced about her with dissatisfaction, and sought the greater privacy of her bedroom, where also she locked the door and drew the muslin curtain across the window.
We must start tomorrow morning. Brookes called Surnoo, and the rickshaw came round. Madeline looked at her watch. 'The telegraph office, she said; 'and as quickly as may be. As the runners panted over the Mall, up and down and on, Madeline said to herself, 'She shall have her chance. She shall choose. The four reeking Paharis pulled up at the telegraph office, and Madeline sped up the steps.
It couldn't possibly be a pleasant interview, yet Madeline found herself impatient for it. 'Surnoo, she said of her messenger, 'must be idling on his way back in the bazaar. I must try to remember to fine him two pice. Surnoo is incorrigible. She forgot, however, to fine Surnoo.
It was a strong instinct; looking at the facts, she saw it was the gambler's. When she tried to think of the ethical considerations involved she saw only the chances. The air seemed to throb with them all night; she had to count them finally to get rid of them. Brookes was up betimes, however, and sent off the letter. It went duly, by Surnoo, to Mrs.
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