One of Clive's Heroes: A Story of the Fight for IndiaStrang, Herbert
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One of Clive's Heroes: A Story of the Fight for India
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; British -- India -- Juvenile fiction; India -- History -- 18th century -- Juvenile fiction
As he expected, there was no difficulty in obtaining volunteers. Twice
the number required offered their services. They had not found their
work with the Pirate so easy and so well rewarded as to have any great
objection to a change of masters. Moreover, they no doubt feared the
reception they would get from Angria if they returned. And it appeared
afterwards that during the night the Biluchis had recounted many
fabulous incidents all tending to show that the sahib was a very
important as well as a very ingenious Firangi, so that this reputation,
coupled with an offer of good pay, overcame any scruples the men might
retain.
Among those who volunteered and whose services were accepted was the
serang of Angria’s gallivat. Unknown to Desmond, while he was holding
this conversation with the Gujarati, the serang, crouching in apparent
apathy on his bench, had really strained his ears to catch what was
being said. He, with the three other men selected, was released from
his bonds, and ordered to lower the long boat of the gallivat and stow
in it all the ammunition for the guns that was to be found in the ship’s
magazine. This was then taken on board the grab, and Desmond ordered one
of the Mysoreans to load the grab’s stern chaser, telling the Marathas
whom he intended to leave on the gallivat that, at the first sign of any
attempt to pursue, their vessel would be sunk.
Then in two parties the fugitives went on board the grab. Desmond was
the last to leave the gallivat, releasing one of the captive rowers, who
in his turn could release the rest.
As soon as Desmond stepped on board the grab, the hawser connecting the
two vessels was cast off, the mainsail was run up, and the grab, sailing
large, stood up the coast. Fuzl Khan, swarming up to the mast-head,
reported two or three sail far behind, apparently at the mouth of Gheria
harbour. But Desmond, knowing that if they were in pursuit they had a
long beat to windward before them, felt no anxiety on that score.
Besides, the grab he was on had been selected precisely because it was
the fastest vessel in Angria’s fleet.
Having got fairly under way, he felt that he had leisure to inspect the
damage done to the grab by the shots from the fort which had given him
so much concern in the darkness. That she had suffered no serious
injury was clear from the ease with which she answered the helm and the
rapidity of her sailing. He found that a hole or two had been made in
the forepart of the deck, and a couple of yards of the bulwarks carried
away. There was nothing to cause alarm or to demand instant repair.
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