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
He spent some time in consultation with the serang. In a rather
desolate reach of the Hugli, he learnt, and in the middle of the stream,
there was a small island, uninhabited save by teal and other water-fowl,
and not known to be the haunt of tigers or other beasts of prey.
Reaching this islet about ten o’clock at night, when all river traffic
had ceased, he rowed in, and landed the Armenian with his crews.
"I thank you for your company, Coja Solomon," he said blandly. "We must
here part, to my regret, for I should like to have the pleasure of
witnessing your meeting with Mr. Merriman. The nights are warm, and you
will, I am sure, be quite comfortable till the morning, when no doubt a
passing boat will take you off and convey you back to your business at
Cossimbazar."
"I will not stay here," protested the Armenian, his face livid with
anger.
"Believe me, you have no choice. Let me remind you that had you behaved
honestly there would have been no reason for putting you to the
inconvenience of this tiring journey. You have brought it on yourself."
Coja Solomon sullenly went up the shore. Desmond then paid the men
handsomely: they had indeed worked well, and they were abundantly
satisfied with the hire they received.
Leaving Coja Solomon to his bitter reflections, Desmond dropped down to
Santipur, arriving there about two o’clock in the morning. Just before
dawn ten hackeris, each yoked with two oxen, drew up near the Company’s
ghat. They were accompanied by a crowd of the inhabitants, lively with
curiosity about the engagement of so many vehicles. The gumashta came
up with the first cart, his face clouded with anxiety. He recognized
the Babu at once, and said that while he had fulfilled the order he had
received on Mr. Merriman’s behalf, he had done it in fear and trembling.
The whole country knew that Cossimbazar Fort was in possession of the
Nawab, and, more than that, the Nawab had on the previous day set out
with an immense army for Calcutta. Santipur was not on the high road,
and the Company was respected there; yet the gumashta feared the people
would make an attack on the party if they suspected that they carried
goods belonging to an Englishman.
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