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Updated: May 2, 2025
Sialpore, however, was much more taken up with preparations for the colossal coronation-wedding feast than with Samson's digging. Yasmini went on her palace roof each day to see how the trees leaned this and that way, as the earth was mined from under them.
Also he wondered, as a drowning man might wonder about things, how long it would be before Colonel Kirby would send for him to ask about the murdered trooper. Something would happen then, he felt quite sure. The rats by this time had grown very daring, and he had been bitten again twice; he found time to wonder what lies Yasmini would tell to account for her share in things.
But the other reason was his chief one. Yasmini ate daintily, as if only to keep him company. "You would rather have wine?" she asked suddenly. "All sahibs drink wine. Bring wine!" she ordered. But King shook his head, and she looked pleased. He had thought she would be disappointed.
Tess asked her. "Dick told me this morning that the English have a guard all round the River Palace, and expect to dig the treasure up themselves." "Perhaps the English need it more than he and I do," Yasmini answered.
But Yasmini laughed at him with that golden note of hers that suggests illimitable understanding and unfathomable mirth. "I know the ways of priests," she answered. "The girl stays!" The priest's fat chops darkened a shade. "There are things she should not know." "She knows already more in her small head than there is in all thy big belly, priest of an idol!"
Yasmini and the guide between them, first one, then the other assuming the direction, led the way around low hills and behind the long, blown folds of sand netted scantly down by tufted, dry grass, always avoiding open spaces where they might be seen, or hollows too nearly shut in on both sides, where there might be ambush.
If Yasmini were to let the mullah and his men into the Caves and to join forces with him in there, he would at least have time to hurry back to India with his eighty men and give warning. He might have time to call up the Khyber jezailchis and blockade the Caves before the hive could swarm, and he chuckled to think of the hope of that.
"You have a rotten time here alone all day, and I can't do much to 'liven it. Take sensible precautions but have a good time anyway you can." Because Yasmini had monopolized imagination she told him last of all, at lunch, about the commissioner's call, rehearsing that, too, detail by detail, word for word. "Wants me to find the treasure, does he, and call the game on Gungadhura?
Then King hurried, for he did not believe Yasmini would need many seconds in which to regain command of any situation. But she saw fit to stand still and watch. He reached the river and stood there. Now he was in no hurry at all, for it stood to reason that unless Yasmini very much desired him to be kept alive he would have been shot dead already.
"I received a message that Yasmini had two absolutely honest men ready, and I came at once to give them their instructions. I ask you to sacrifice your pride, as we all of us must on occasion, and your rights, as is a soldier's privilege, and see this business through to a finish. It is too late to make other arrangements, Ranjoor Singh." "Sahib, squadron-leading is my trade!
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