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Having taken up a threatening position in Rájputána, and defied Lake's summons to retire, he was treated as an enemy, and proved a very formidable enemy. Instead of relying, like Sindhia, on disciplined battalions, he fell back on the old Maráthá tactics, and swept the country with hordes of irregular cavalry who lived by pillage.
The fugitive Peshwá was energetically pursued, and captured, and was stripped of his dominions. The greater part of these was annexed by the East India Company, but a portion was reserved for the heir of the old Maráthá kings who was established at Sátára.
The Rajputs, Sikhs and Marathas all rebelled and after his death the Empire entered into the third period in which it rapidly disintegrated. Hindu states, like the Maratha confederacy and Rajputana, asserted themselves.
"Nadir Shah, Ahmed Khan and the Maratha chiefs were content to strip the buildings of their precious metals and the jeweled thrones," exclaims one eminent writer. "To the government of the present Empress of India was left the last dregs of vandalism, which after the mutiny pulled down these perfect monuments of Mogul art to make room for the ugliest brick buildings from Simla to Ceylon.
You will go to Bombay and learn these things of which I am in ignorance and come again and tell me. I will then set you free." "I cannot do it, huzur." Desmond's reply came without a moment's hesitation. To act as a spy upon his own countrymen how could Angria imagine that an English boy would ever consent to win his freedom on such terms? His simple words roused the Maratha to fury.
In its place there was not only a wild licence amounting to an undoubted Hindoo revival, marked on the political side by the Maratha ascendency, but there came to be deliberate encouragement of the worst forms of Hindooism by the East India Company and its servants.
While he tapped its sides, his fellow Maratha, in a strange hard tuneless voice, chanted a song, repeating its single stanza again and again without apparently wearying his hearers, and clapping his hand to mark the time.
"You did well, my friend," whispered Desmond in English to the Babu. "My heart flutters like the wing of a bulbul," answered the Babu; "but I am content, sahib." "But say, Surendra Nath," remarked one of the Maratha captives, "last time you told us that story you said nothing of the golden key."
Bulger was willing to tell all he knew; but his information was not very exact, and Desmond did not hear the full story till long after. The Malabar coast had long been the haunt of Maratha pirates, who interfered greatly with the native trade between India and Arabia and Persia.
Keep all the servants who have served my father for more than ten years and pay them from the money I shall send thee each month. And be very good to Maratha, for I shall come back some day, and she must not be too old or too lame to take care of me. Good-bye, Maratha. I am always Thy boy, ZAIDOS. Zaidos sealed the letters and sent them off with a sigh of relief. He had now but one cause of worry.
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