Colville of the Guards, Volume 3 (of 3)Grant, James
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Colville of the Guards, Volume 3 (of 3)
Grant, James
British -- Afghanistan -- Fiction; Soldiers -- Fiction
'He is a man of about six or seven and thirty,' says Major Mitford,
of the 14th Bengal Lancers, in his narrative, 'with a light almond
complexion and a very long, hooked nose, the lower part of the face
hidden by a black beard and a moustache, the eyes having a dazed
expression like those of a freshly caught seal. This is said to have
been caused by the five years' confinement in a dark cell to which
his father, Shere Ali, subjected him, for conspiring against him.'
By order of the Viceroy, Sir Frederick Roberts issued a manifesto to
the Afghan people to the effect that the British troops were
advancing on the capital to avenge the treachery of its armed
inhabitants, but that all who were peaceful would be unmolested; and
non-combatants, women, and children were advised to leave Cabul and
betake themselves to places of safety.
After some necessary interviews or consultations with the dethroned
and fugitive Ameer, General Roberts concentrated his whole force at
Kushi prior to attacking the city or any force it might send into the
field against him.
Meanwhile the so-called guard of honour furnished by the Gordon
Highlanders kept a close watch over Yakoub Khan, as all in camp
mistrusted him, and believed that he only made a pretence of giving
himself up, and had in reality come to spy our numbers and weak
points.
CHAPTER XIV.
THE BATTLE OF CHARASIAH.
That something was on the _tapis_, and something like preparation,
and very like consternation too, existed in and about Cabul, became
evident to Leslie Colville, who suspected, though he was ignorant of
the truth, that it was caused by the advance of a British army.
From the square keep of Mahmoud Shah's fort he could see mounted
scouts and regular cavalry patrols hourly scouring the road, while
crowds of Ghilzies and other hillmen, with banners waving and arms
glittering, hovered on the mountain sides; caravans of camels laden
with stores from Ghuznee, Bamian, Parwan, and elsewhere in the rear
passed daily into the gates of Cabul, and more than one train of
cannon too.
All this he saw, but made no comment, and he asked no questions; he
was only glad and thankful to heaven when night fell or day dawned,
that another twelve hours of durance were passed, and that he was
still in the land of the living, or not, perhaps, sold as a slave to
the Beloochees or Usbeg Tartars, till one morning, about an hour or
more before dawn, Mahmoud roused him from the charpoy on which he
slept, and curtly told him that he must come forth.
Leslie Colville's heart beat painfully, and his thoughts flashed home
to Mary Wellwood. Was death--such a murderous death as that by which
Maclain died--about to be meted out to him after all?
He was without arms--helpless; nor would arms have availed him much
in that tower, garrisoned as it was by the fanatical cut-throats of
Mahmoud Shah, whom he followed into the court, where two horses
saddled and ready for the road were standing.
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