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
Now in this manner we did journey on during certain days, going as
fast as we might without awaking suspicion of our designs, the
viscount riding always in my _palenkeen_, and able to walk about and
refresh himself only at night and at noonday. But on arriving at the
great fortress of Gualleyor, we dismissed our Agra _cooleys_ and saw
them safely on their way home again, with a liberal present and
encamped ourselves in a grove of trees without the city, for I feared
prodigiously being shut up with walls and bars, like rats in a trap.
For this town of Gualleyor is a place of much strength, and the Moguls
use to keep their prisoners of state there, so that ten times in a
day, when I looked up to the great fortress that has the air of some
huge lion crouching on his hill, I felt a chill in my very bones to
think of being shut up there, for our friend the doctor had told us
many fearful tales respecting it. Nevertheless, I went to and fro in
the place, and observed it so far as I might for Mr Kidder, and bought
there a horse, _ready for my friend when he should be able to ride_,
as I said to him that sold it me. And at this place we hired _cooleys_
for to go with us as far as to Zauncy, the viscount now, when we were
gat well beyond the city, riding part of the day on horseback instead
of in the _palenkeen_, for to seem as though he were just recovering
of his illness.
At Zauncy we hired new _cooleys_ to go with us the whole of the way as
far as to Broach, which is near the sea-coast not much north of Surat,
and began to hope that we were pretty well beyond the danger of
pursuit. And now the viscount left using the _palenkeen_ at all, and
rid all day beside me, and a mighty agreeable fellow I found him. His
looks also was now much amended, since Loll Duss had dressed his hair
for him, and trimmed his beard into a neat picked[124] shape, for he
would not have it shaved off, since (says he) the beard is a badge of
our Hugonot religion in France. We were both habited after the Moorish
fashion, so as to escape remark from the people, that are prodigious
fanatical in these parts, and thus disguised, we hoped to pass for
Moguls from the north, in especial as both our faces were now much
darkened with the sun. Thus we rid on, enjoying much goodly and
profitable discourse together by day, and at night sojourning always
in villages or on the outskirts of towns, but never in the
_caravan-serawes_ within their walls. This measure of precaution
seemed to me quite necessary, but since we were come so far in safety,
I thought little of taking any other; but in these things my friend
was wiser than I, he looking at ’em with the eye of a soldier, that
sees everywhere an enemy save where he knows a friend to be. I had
observed that the viscount was always forward to examine narrowly
every new tract of country that we reached before ever we passed
through it, but this I set down to his desire for knowledge, little
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