"But it is insufferable," cried Hilton. "An ignorant, brown-skinned savage to pretend to place himself on a level with gentlemen, and then to dare to propose for an English lady's hand!" "Don't be excited, Hilton," said the Resident, looking fixedly in the young officer's handsome, angry countenance. "You forget that the Rajah may look down upon us as his inferiors. He is a prince in his own right, and rules over a very large extent of country here." "Oh, yes, I know all that," cried Hilton, angrily; "but of course Perowne sent him about his business?" "Yes, and that is why I have come to you. There may be nothing more heard of the matter; but I think it is quite possible that the Rajah may have taken such dire offence that he will force all his people to join in his quarrel, and the result be a serious trouble." "I hope not," drawled Chumbley. "I hate fighting." "Pooh!" ejaculated Hilton. "If the scoundrel gives us any of his insolence, we'll send him handcuffed to Singapore!" "I should be greatly obliged, Hilton," said the Resident stiffly, "if you would modify your tone a little. For my part, I am not surprised at the Rajah's conduct, and I think that it would be better to let our behaviour towards him be conciliating." "What! to a fellow like that?" cried the captain. "To a man like that," said the Resident, gravely. "If he behaves badly we are strong enough to resent it; but if, on the other hand, he cools down and acts as a gentleman would under the circumstances, it is our duty to meet him in the most friendly spirit we can." "I don't think so," cried Hilton, hotly, "and if the scoundrel comes to me I shall treat him as he deserves." "Captain Hilton," said the Resident, and his voice was now very grave and stern, "I must ask you to bear in mind that we occupy a very delicate position here--I as her Majesty's representative; and you, with your handful of troops, as my supporters. We are few, living in the midst of many, and we hold our own here, please to recollect, by _prestige_." "Of course--yes, I know that," said Hilton. "That _prestige_ we shall lose if we let our judgment be biased by personal feeling. Kindly set self on one side, as I am striving to do, and help me to the best of your ability by your manly, unselfish advice." Hilton frowned as the Resident went on; but the next instant he had held out his hand, which the other grasped. "I am afraid I am very hot-headed, Mr Harley," he exclaimed. "There, it is all over, and I'll help you to the best of my power. Now then, what's to be done?" "First accept my thanks," cried the Resident. "I knew that I could count upon you, Hilton." "I'll do my best, Harley." "Then stroll quietly back to the barracks, and in a matter-of-fact way see that all is in such order that you could bring up your men at a moment's notice." "Reinforcements?" suggested Captain Hilton.