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Of His Portuguese Servant Who, After Carefully Closing The Door,
Communicated The Following Startling Intelligence: It Appears That
Pedro, After Executing The Commission Entrusted To Him, Called On A
Friend In The Bazaar, Who, Like Himself, Was A Christian, To Bid Him
Farewell, And Remained For Two Or Three Hours; That On His Way Home He
Heard Voices In The Angle Of A Small Compound, Which Excited His
Curiosity. Approaching The Spot Noiselessly, Through A Hole In The
Prickly Pear Hedge He, By The Light Of The Moon, Saw Four Persons
Conversing Together, Two Of Whom He Recognized; One Was A Jemidar Of
Chapter 11 Pg 80Cavalry, The Other, Soobadah, Major Of One Of The Native Regiments, The
Remaining Two Were Strangers, Evidently Belonging To Some Irregular
Corps. The Substance Of Their Conversation Was To The Effect That, About
Six Hundred Irregular Horse, And A Company Of Goolandowz, (But Without
Guns Or Ammunition) Were Halted A Short Distance Beyond The Limits Of
The Cantonments Ready To Enter At A Given Signal; That All The Native
Corps In Garrison Were To Rise, Simultaneously, About Eight A.M.; An
Attempt Was To Be Made To Carry Off The Artillery Guns While The
European Gunners Were At Their Breakfasts; The Fort Was To Be Carried By
A Sudden Rush, And The Town Plundered; They Were Then To Make Off To The
Next Smallest Station, Where They Were Unlikely To Meet With Any
European Force.
For Some Moments Arthur Was Undecided As To What Course He Ought To
Pursue. "If," Thought He, "I Carry This Information To The Brigadier, He
Will Pooh, Pooh It As Mere Moonshine, Besides I No Longer Belong To His
Staff, And He Would Not Listen To Anything I Might Suggest; It Would
Only Be Time Thrown Away; But Huntingdon Must Be Warned. Forewarned Is
Forearmed, And He Is Not The Man To Disregard A Circumstance Of This
Kind." He At Once Wrote A Note Relating What Had Been Told Him, And Sent
It By The Portuguese.
"You Will Deliver This Into The Hand Of Major Huntingdon, And Likewise
Give Him A Full Account Of All You Saw And Heard, And Return As Quickly
As Possible." The Servant Was Soon On His Way To The Artillery Lines.
The Next Thing Was To Start His Servants' Baggage And Personal Effects
By A Road, Directly Opposite The One Where The Irregulars Were Said To
Be Halted. While Dressing And Arming, He Resolved As To What Step He
Should Now Take. He Would Ride Over To Edith, And, After Placing Her In
Safety Within The Walls Of The Fort, Join The Other Officers Of The
Garrison Under The Direction Of Major Collingwood And Act As He Deemed
Best In The Coming Struggle. He Was Well Mounted And Thoroughly Armed,
And Likewise Carried A Double-Barreled Tiger-Rifle, Slung
Carbine-Fashion To His Saddle, And Was As Formidable A Cavalier As One
Could Meet With In The Country. Giving His Last Instructions To Pedro,
Who, By This Time, Had Returned, He Rode Out Of The Compound And Took
His Way To The Bungalow, Where All That He Held Most Dear In Life Was,
Perhaps, Sleeping, All Unconscious Of The Impending Danger. When He Was
Near The House, A Few Shots Were Fired, And A Hubbub Was Heard Within
The Sepoy Lines.
"I Am Almost Too Late," Thought Arthur, As He Dashed Up To The Door.
Edith, Who Had Seen His Approach Met Him In The Verandah. A Few Words
Sufficed To Explain How Matters Stood, And She Hurried Away To Put On
Her Riding Habit, And Gather Together What Valuables Belonged To Her.
Arthur Lost No Time In causing To Be Saddled One Of The Best Horses In
The Stable, And Had It Led Round To The Front Of The Bungalow, Where, In
A Very Short Time, He Was Joined By Edith, Fully Equipped For Any
Emergency.
Placing Her Quickly And Firmly On Her Saddle, And Carefully Examining
Chapter 11 Pg 81Every Strap And Buckle, And Finding Everything Secure, He Sprang Lightly
On His Own Steed. One Glance At The Space In Front Of The Bungalow, Was
Quite Sufficient To Realize, To A Practical Mind Like Arthur'S, The
Imminent Dangers That Would Beset Them, Should They Attempt To Cross The
Open Plain In The Direction Of The Fort. The Only Chance Was In a Rapid
Flight. There Was No Time To Arrange Any Definite Plan Of Action, For A
Very Few Minutes Would Elapse Before The Mutineers Would Surround The
Bungalow, And Cut Off All Means Of Escape; So Passing Directly To The
Rear Of The Compound, They Sought The Cover Of The Jungle That Skirted
It. Advancing As Rapidly As The Narrow Path And Thickly Interwoven
Underbrush Would Admit Of, They Soon Left The Station Far Behind Them.
At The Foot Of An Eminence They Emerged From The Cover Of The Woods, And
Struck Into The Highroad That Wound Round The Hill In Front Of Them.
This They Ascended At A Gentle Canter, For Arthur Was Too Good A Rider
To Push His Horses At The Commencement Of A Journey, In Which Both Speed
And Endurance Might Be Required Before Its Termination. His Intention
Was, If Possible, To Reach Rutlaum; Should He Fail In This He Must Reach
Some Station On The Sea Coast Before Night-Fall, And Place Edith Under
The Protection Of The Officer Commanding Such Post, Until He Could
Arrange For A Passage For Her To Bombay. On Arriving At The Crest Of The
Hill, They Turned To Take A Parting Look At The Pretty Little Station,
Where, For So Many Weeks, They Had Been Supremely Happy In The Enjoyment
Of Each Others Society, And Framing Projects For Their Union, At Some
Future Period, When The Young Lieutenant Should Have Advanced
Sufficiently In His Profession To Warrant That Consummation So Devoutly
To Be Wished For.
Lurid Flames And Thick Dark Smoke Shot Up From Many A Burning Bungalow,
While The Roar Of Artillery And Discharge Of Musketry, Convinced The
Fugitives That The Conflict Was Still Going On Between The Defenders Of
The Fort And The Miscreants Who Vainly Endeavoured To Effect An Entrance
In Order To Put To Death Any Europeans Who Had Taken Shelter Within Its
Walls. Parties Of Sepoys Were Looting The Bazaars And Residences Of The
European Officers Of Whatever They Could Lay Their Hands Upon, While The
Cavalry, Both Regular And Irregular, Were Riding Hither And Thither In
Search Of Christian Men, Women, Or Children, Who Might Have Been
Unfortunate Enough Not To Have Gained Admission To The Fort, Or Make
Good Their Escape From The Fated Place Ere It Was Too Late.
"Look, Dearest Arthur," Exclaimed Edith, Pointing With Her Riding Whip
To A Bend In The Road Some Distance Below Them, "What Are Those
Horsemen? Are They Friends Or Foes? Oh! I See You Change Colour, And We
Are Lost. But Is There No Hope For Us?"
For A Few Moments Carlton Remained Silent, Measuring With A Practised
Eye The Distance Between Those Advancing And The Spot On Which They
Stood. For Himself He Had Not A Single Thought, But For Her In Whom His
Whole Soul Was Bound, The Thought Of What Would Be Her Fate, Should She
Fall Into The Hands Of Those Who He Well Knew Were Bent On Their
Capture, It Was This Agonizing Thought That Caused A Convulsive Shudder
To Run Through His Whole Frame, And Rendered Him For The Moment
Chapter 11 Pg 82Speechless. But It Was Only For A Moment; His Deep Love For The
Beautiful Being At His Side, And Her Imminent Peril, Roused Him To
Immediate Action.
"It Would Be Wrong For Me To Attempt To Conceal The Fact Of The Great
Danger In Which We Stand. Our Pursuers Are Irregular Troops; Men Who
Have Been Taught To Hate Everything Christian, Being The Followers Of
Petty Rajahs, Who For Some Act Of Their Own, Or Some Of Their Families'
Treachery Or Disloyalty To Our Government, Lost Their Landed
Possessions, And Consequently Their Revenue And Power; But, Dearest,
They Shall Only Reach You Over My Dead Body. They Would, In The Long
Run, Overtake Us; But Could We Reach A Wooden Bridge That Crosses A
Small River, A Few Miles Up The Road, I Believe We Could Yet Elude
Them. For There Is An Old Road Leading From The Ford And Running
Parallel With The One We Are On. It Has Not Been Used For The Past Two
Years, And They, Being Strangers In This Part Of The Country, Will, In
All Probability, Know Nothing Of It, And By This Way We May Escape.
Courage, Dearest Edith, All May Yet Go Well With Us."
"Your Love And Devotion, Dear Arthur, I Have Never For One Moment
Doubted, And Confidently Trust Myself To Your Protecting Arm And Loving
Heart. But What Can One Single Arm Do Against Numbers; But Should Those
Wretches Overtake Us, The Spirit Of The Effinghams Will Teach Me How To
Act, And, If Necessary, How To Die." As She Said This, She Drew From The
Folds Of Her Riding Habit, A Handsome Five-Chambered Revolver. "I Will
Never Become Their Prey, Nor Shall You Perish Unavenged While I Have
Strength To Draw A Trigger," Exclaimed The Beautiful Girl, Now Excited
Beyond Measure At The Critical Position In Which She Found Herself
Placed. "Brave And Noble Girl," Responded Arthur, As He Bent Over And
Imprinted A Kiss On The Lovely Brow. And In another Moment They Were
Bounding Along The High Road At A Hand Gallop.
"We Are Gaining On Them," Shouted One Of The Pursuers, As He Caught
Sight Of The Two Lovers Flying Along A Straight Piece Of Road At No Very
Great Distance In Front Of Them. "But We Shall Have Some Tough Work
Before We Capture The Young Fellow Or I Am Much Mistaken."
"Curse Him," Growled Out A Tall Athletic Fellow In The Uniform Of A
Russeldah. "I May Thank Him For My Court Martial And Loss Of Commission
In The Regulars; But My Turn Is Coming Now. He And His Dainty Lady Shall
Curse The Hour Of Their Birth Before I Have Done With Them. 'Remember,'
Said He, Turning To The Party, Of Whom He Was Evidently The Leader,
'They Must, If Possible, Be Taken Alive. Their Money And Valuables--And,
Doubtless, They Have A Good Store About Them--You Can Divide Among
Yourselves; I Will Not Touch One Rupee Of It; But Their Lives Are Mine."
A Shout Of Approval Followed This Last Speech,
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