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The man laughed. "Alâh!" he said; "whose son be you to give orders that fashion?" "Whose son?" echoed the child passionately. "I am " But Bija clung to his arm. "H'st, Mirak!" she whispered. "Remember what Head-nurse said that we were not to tell " Akbar stood irresolute; he was wise beyond his years. "But Horse-chestnut must not be hungry.
Now she can't be prisoned, 'cos cats won't be caught unless they want to be caught, and she doesn't want to be, of course. So she must be going about, so why don't you tell Tumbu to seek for Down; then we should find where Mirak was." "But we haven't got anything of Down's to show him," argued Foster-mother. And that was a puzzler.
But both Bija and Mirak, and even Roy, being light, found the surface hard enough to bear them; so they ran on ahead and chattered and laughed, the whole business being to them a huge joke. Thus an hour passed cheerfully enough; then Bija began to get tired, and Foster-father took her in his arms.
It was frightfully exciting, and Mirak and Bija were dancing about, unable to keep still, when a sudden shaft of light that burst into the dark shed, and a furiously joyful barking that came down the funnel as if it had been a speaking trumpet, announced Tumbu's arrival in free air. "Now, we shall do," said Old Faithful with much importance. "Lo! how one clever idea begets another.
But when Roy came to himself Mirak was sitting beside him and Down was purring on Bija's lap; Bija, who had just returned from India with Queen Humeeda in time to console the Heir-to-Empire for all he must have suffered during the few days he was left alone with cruel Uncle Kumran. How much he had suffered no one knew, and the little fellow refused to say anything about it.
By boldly setting aside the thought of murder as impossible, she hoped to make it so; but she was not sure, and after this she kept Mirak and Bija under control. It was not much good, however, when just as autumn was coming on news arrived from Kandahâr that Humâyon had at last succeeded in taking the city, and, disappointed in not finding his son in the palace, was preparing to march on Kâbul.
So they only stood looking about them for a few minutes and then prepared to go back. "Take care, my lord, take care!" cried Roy, as Mirak, who was preparing to descend legs foremost, as he had been told to do, suddenly looked up with a face full of mischief, let go with his hands, and pouf! disappeared down the slippery tunnel like a pea in a pea-shooter.
A fresh bubbling spring ran through it, and beneath the Judas trees, whose leafless branches were flushed with pink blossoms, stretched great carpets of spring flowers. "Pluck him yonder tulips, Mirak," said Dearest-Lady with a smile. "He loved to count their kinds and those as he wrote are 'yellow, double, and scented like a rose'!"
"Won't it be very cold, Bija?" asked Mirak, whose little nose was half frost-bitten already, for a cold wind was blowing off the snow hills. "We will bring quilts," said the little lady with a superior air.
A creature with four feet had greater purchase of foothold than one with two. "Roy," he said, "turn the cat off and put the Heir-to-Empire on the dog's back; he must be tired also." Mirak, nothing loath, climbed quickly to his mount; but ere he had settled himself on its back Tumbu had begun to sink slowly.
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