Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 27, 2025
'Where your Highness sent to for us, added Sonny Sahib. 'Tooni, why do you pinch me? His Highness looked disconcerted for a moment. As a matter of fact he had known all that Tooni or Sonny Sahib could tell him about themselves for three years, but he considered it more dignified to appear as if he knew nothing.
'Jeen' means 'saddles, but nobody could make that rhyme! Popular incident of an English retreat in Hastings' time. Tooni had no children of her own, and wondered how long it would be before she and Abdul must go again to Cawnpore to find the baby's father.
In Tooni's pocket a little black book swung to and fro; it was the memsahib's book; and in the beginning of the firing, before the fever came, Tooni had seen the memsahib reading it long and often. They had not been killed in consequence, Tooni thought; there must be a protecting charm in the little black book; so she slipped it into her pocket. They left the looking-glass behind.
His mother died by the sepoys in Cawnpore, his father also, said Tooni, for she feared to be blamed for not having found Sonny Sahib's father.
For thirty days my son has asked this of me, and ten days ago his mother died so he must have it. Tooni salaamed humbly. 'If the boy finds favour in Your Highness's eyes it is very good, she said simply, and turned to go. 'Stop, said the Maharajah. 'I will do justice in this matter. I desire the boy, but I have brought his price. Where is it, Moti-ji?
The old woman raised herself in the bed. 'A sahib's promise is written in gold, said she; 'promise that the Maharajah shall never know. 'He shall never know, said Sunni. Tooni felt her way to the side of the hut; then her hand fumbled along the top of the wall; it seemed to Sunni for an interminable time.
For two days the memsahib had been, as Tooni would have said, without sense had lain on the bed in the corner quietly staring at the wall, where the looking-glass hung, making no sign except when she heard the Nana Sahib's guns. Then she sat up straight, and laughed very prettily and sweetly.
'That was an offence. Tooni struck her forehead with her hand. 'Your Highness is my father and my mother! she sobbed, 'I could not leave it to the jackals. 'You are a wretched Mussulman, the daughter of cow-killers, and you may have known no better 'Your Highness! remarked Sonny Sahib, with respectful indignation, 'Adam had two sons, one was buried and one was burned
As for Tooni, she was lying flat at their Highnesses' feet, talking indistinctly into the marble floor. The little Highness was much pleasanter to look at than his father. He had large dark eyes and soft light-brown cheeks, and he was all dressed in pink satin, with a little jewelled cap, and his long black hair tied up in a hard knot at the back of his neck.
Then, after he and Tooni had mourned sincerely with very little to eat for nine days, there clattered one day a horseman through the village at such a pace that everybody ran out to see.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking