A Bottle in the Smoke: A Tale of Anglo-Indian LifeRae, Janet Milne
History
A Bottle in the Smoke: A Tale of Anglo-Indian Life
Rae, Janet Milne
India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
Mark, remembering the brown feet planted behind the screen door, was
about to say: "He got a message from Moideen that you were not to be
there. Possibly you were detained at home so that Zynool might have an
opportunity of sounding my depths"; but he forebore, contenting himself
by listening to this frank statement of affairs, open as the daylight,
and which he contrasted with Mrs. Goldring's jaundiced narrative. The
main point with him was to know that his chief was fully aware of
Zynool's villainy. It was not to be wondered at that such methods could
not readily be fathomed by the English gentleman, without fear and
without reproach.
As he sat by his side now in the gathering dusk, a recurrence of a
slumbering anxiety awakened in his mind. What was that remark as to
Zynool's being a client of "a shady pleader in Madras"? Alfred Rayner
had certainly mentioned his name as being a client, so it must be he! It
was bitter indeed that anyone should be able so to designate Hester's
husband, and yet had there not been suggestions of baseness in Rayner's
conduct on more than one occasion during his own brief sojourn in
Clive's Road? Could he forget the epithets he had used about the good
Morpeth? Was it possible that Hester Bellairs was mated to a man quite
unworthy of her? How futile was anything he could do to shield her from
the thorns and briars which must encompass her path even if their roads
did not lie apart? But he would be true to his promise given on the lawn
of the Pinkthorpe Rectory! He would take the earliest opportunity of a
visit to Clive's Road. Possibly Rayner might only be the dupe of the
wily Zynool, and, on being told his true character and methods, might
shake himself free of the plotter.
With hopeful thoughts Mark turned to interest himself in the project of
a tour through the District which the Collector was planning for the
following week.
CHAPTER XIV.
The gay season in Madras was now at its height. Mr. Alfred Rayner hailed
the opportunity of taking his charming bride everywhere, and occasions
were numerous. The weather, though never deserving to be registered
"cold," was pleasantly cool. Fashionable calls could be made with
comfort in the middle of the day, and in the discharge of this social
duty, Hester's husband kept her emphatically up to the mark. The
afternoon and evening were divided into quite a distracting whirl of
entertainments. Every day of the week had gymkanas, amateur concerts,
dances, and dinner-parties.
Mr. and Mrs. Rayner were early guests at Government House, Mrs.
Glanton's "neutral garden-party" had been followed by a speedy
invitation to dinner, and there and everywhere the young barrister
greeted with satisfaction, proofs that, as he expressed it, "Hester was
a stunning success," and had lent that element of social prestige to his
position which hitherto it had lacked, and which now he hungrily
welcomed.
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