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Updated: June 1, 2025
But in the year 1758 the Nabob Ali Vardi Khan died, and was succeeded by his grandson, Siraju'd Daulah, infamous in English history as Surajah Dowlah. This creature, who incarnated in his own proper person all the worst vices of the East, without apparently possessing any of the East's redeeming virtues, cherished a very bitter hatred of the English.
In the middle of which astounding announcement, to which the others were listening with open ears, and already considering the application of the 100 pounds, a knock came to the door, and East's voice was heard craving admittance. "There's Harry," said Tom; "we'll let him in. I'll keep him steady, Martin. I thought the old boy would smell out the supper."
Letter from Longman and Co. to J.B. grumbling about bringing out the second edition, because they have, forsooth, 700 copies in hand out of 5000, five days after the first edition is out. What would they have? It is uncomfortable, though. July 7. Night dreadfully warm, and bilious; I could not be fool enough surely to be anxious for these wise men of the East's prognostication.
He conjured up the scene till he could almost hear the shouts of the ring, and East's whisper in his ear; and looking across the close to the Doctor's private door, half expected to see it open, and the tall figure in cap and gown come striding under the elm-trees towards him. No, no; that sight could never be seen again.
"Now, boys, with a will," cried Walker; "once, twice, thrice, and away!" This time he went clean up, and kept himself from touching the ceiling with his hand, and so again a third time, when he was turned out, and up went another boy. And then came Tom's turn. He lay quite still, by East's advice, and didn't dislike the "once, twice, thrice;" but the "away" wasn't so pleasant.
"Hold that noise up in the corner," called out the prepostor, sitting up and looking round his curtains; and the Tadpole and young Green sank down into their disordered beds; and then, looking at his watch, added, "Hullo! past eight. Whose turn for hot water?" "East's and Tadpole's," answered the senior fag, who kept the rota. "I can't go," said East; "I'm dead lame."
The object of returning to Meroee was to "meet Sir Marcus;" and I promised to be back in plenty of time to organize the return trip to Cairo. My departure, therefore, was all in the day's work: and the great sensation was Mrs. East's engagement.
My friend Antoun Effendi I mean Anthony Fenton," I stopped short: for the less said about Fenton the better, at present. But Cleopatra caught me up. "What have you really a friend Antony? Where does he live? and what's he like?" They had been pacing the deck, arm in arm; and now, arrested by Mrs. East's question, they hovered near, awaiting my answer with vague curiosity.
"My son and I have been in bad scrapes before among mountains," he panted, feverishly. "Once high up in the Canadian Rockies, we missed our guide who had gone back for provisions. Bad plight then, but the boy didn't 'cave'! He was only fifteen when he shot his bear in Arizona. He loves the West. But the East's in his blood.
A quarter of a mile from the official section of the city is the great human warren and business region, where black men and brown Hindus, Mohammedans, Buddhists, and the East's flotsam of religions dwell and traffic in peaceful communion.
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