Lachmi Bai, Rani of Jhansi: The Jeanne D'Arc of IndiaWhite, Michael
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Lachmi Bai, Rani of Jhansi: The Jeanne D'Arc of India
White, Michael
India -- History -- Sepoy Rebellion, 1857-1858 -- Fiction
"Go," she enjoined, "into the bazaar, and without disclosing who it
is that commissions thee, purchase for me a suit of male attire. I
would have thee buy a scarlet jacket and trousers, a white turban, and
red leather shoes to which spurs may be strapped. Get me also a sword
of the finest tempered steel, and pistols that will shoot straight.
Remember I care more for the quality of the weapons than for their
ornamentation. Let it be understood that the sword and pistols will be
purchased only if they meet with my approval. Thou hadst better order
several from which I can make a choice. Go, and do this speedily, as I
have a use for them upon the morrow."
With an expression of surprise on his face Bipin hesitated, when the
Rani, emphatically repeating her order, he _salaamed_ and departed on
his errand.
The sun had risen but a few degrees above the horizon on the following
morning when the Rao Sahib, Tantia Topi, Ahmad Khan, who had arrived in
Kalpi overnight, and other native leaders, were gathered about a table
in a room of the governor's house, awaiting the Rani of Jhansi's coming
to take a seat at the council.
A curtain screening the doorway of the room was drawn aside and a young
officer entered. With the exception of his white turban, he was attired
in a blood red uniform from head to foot. It contrasted well with his
dark, handsome features, and admirably displayed his slender figure.
One hand, unusually delicate for a man, rested upon the butt of a
pistol protruding from his girdle, while the other rose to his turban
in a military salute.
The Rao Sahib and Tantia Topi gazed inquiringly as well as with
admiration, upon the newcomer, whom it was evident they had never seen
before. Ahmad Khan with his back to the stranger's position had failed
to remark his entrance.
[Illustration: With the exception of a white turban, she was attired in
a blood-red uniform from head to foot.--Page 213.]
"Well officer," the Rao Sahib asked. "Dost bring us a message from
someone"?
The young officer laughed musically as he assumed a captivating pose.
"I bring you a message, noble Sahibs," he replied, "to say that the
Raja of Jhansi is now present at the council."
"The Raja of Jhansi"? the Rao Sahib and Tantia Topi both echoed
interrogatively, while Ahmad turned impulsively in his seat.
For a moment the Mohammedan scrutinized the young officer's features,
then gave vent to an exclamation of surprise.
"By Allah"! he cried, "my Lords, it is the valiant Rani herself."
The nobles rose from their seats and welcomed her effusively. For a
space the eyes of the Rao Sahib could discover no other object save her
form to gaze upon.
She gracefully moved forward and took a seat at the board. The cloud
of misfortune that had overshadowed their faces was lifted by her
presence. As a ray of heaven's light to storm-beset travellers she came
among them.
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