In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's serviceGrier, Sydney C.
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In furthest Ind : $b The narrative of Mr Edward Carlyon of the honourable East India Company's service
Grier, Sydney C.
British -- India -- Fiction; East India Company -- Fiction; India -- Fiction
Thus did this good man gently admonish me, with all imaginable
kindness, at a time when (God knows), I needed both counsel and
admonition only too much. For, when working hours was over, and Mr
Martin would fain have carried me to his own lodging, there to tarry
until my own former chamber could be prepared for me, there come one
from his honour the President (to whom Mr Martin had sent intelligence
of my return), desiring me to consider myself as suspended from the
Company’s service until such time as the Council might sit upon my
case, and deliberate whether I was to be restored to my room or not.
And this seemed to me but a piece of formality, though a strange one;
but Mr Martin looked grave thereat, and showed himself more concerned
than I had looked for. Howbeit, he found me a lodging in one of the
guest-chambers for that night, and did also send back to me my old
servant Loll Duss, whom he had kept all this while in his own service
for his faithfulness to me. And at supper I had the honour to make the
acquaintance of divers of the gentlemen that were arrived in the
factory since I had left Surat, and likewise to present myself afresh
to the knowledge of those that I had seen before. The President I did
but salute in passing him, and likewise Mr Secretary, that sat at his
honour’s table, and possessed his ear. One or two persons among those
present (and notably Mr Spender), showed themselves somewhat cold
towards me, but the greater part, following the lead of Mr Martin, did
discourse with me very agreeably, and were mighty desirous to hear of
my adventures.
Now the next day, when the Council sat, I was summoned before them for
to give account of myself, and quickly perceived that ’twas well for
me that I had Mr Martin for my helper, since Mr President was
prodigiously evil affected towards me. I could not forbear crediting
some of this ill-will of his to Mr Spender, that was present for to
assist Mr Secretary, so that they two had plenty of chances to turn
his honour against me, but I would not forget myself so far as to
declare my belief before the Council. And indeed, now that I am come
to consider the matter calmly, I can’t but perceive that there was
nothing extraordinary in all this precaution, if they believed the
tales they had heard touching me, for it was hinted (I don’t know by
whom), that I was escaped from the Inquisition by denying my faith and
betraying the Company’s secrets. On the contrary part was there at
present only my bare word, and I can’t be surprised that the Council
hesitated to believe so singular and monstrous a tale, the like of
which had scarce ever been heard before, either in England or the
Indies.
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