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
"And you come to me for counsel. ’Tis well done, though I trow your
brother would scarce be pleased to hear of it."
"He forbade me to speak to you."
"Egad he did! ’Haec summa est!’ What has he against me?--a question to
be asked. I am a stranger in these parts: that is ill; and buffeted by
fortune: that is worse; and somewhat versed in humane letters: that, to
the rustic intelligence, is a crime. Well, my lad, you have come to the
right man at the right time. You are acquainted with my design shortly
to return to the Indies--a rare field for a lad of mettle. You shall
come with me."
"But are you connected with the Company? None other, I believed, have a
right to trade."
"The Company! Sure, my lad, I am no friend to the Company, a set of
stiff-necked, ignorant, grasping, paunchy peddlers who fatten at home on
the toil of better men. No, I am an adventurer, I own it; I am an
interloper; and we interlopers, despite the Company’s monopoly, yet
contrive to keep body and soul together."
"Then I should not sail to India on a Company’s ship?"
"Far from it, indeed. But let not that disturb you, there are other
vessels. And for the passage--why, sure I could find you a place as
supercargo or some such thing; you would thus keep the little money you
have and add to it, forming a nest-egg which, I say it without boasting,
I could help you to hatch into a fine brood. I am not without friends
in the Indies, my dear boy; there are princes in that land whom I have
assisted to their thrones; and if, on behalf of a friend, I ask of them
some slight thing, provided it be honest--’tis the first law of
friendship, says Tully, as you will remember, to seek honest things for
our friends--if, I say, on your behalf, I proffer some slight request,
sure the nawabs will vie to pleasure me, and the foundation of your
fortune will be laid."
Desmond had not observed that, during this eloquent passage, Diggle had
more than once glanced beyond him, as though his mind were not wholly
occupied with his oratorical efforts. It was therefore with something
of a shock that he heard him say in the same level tone:
"But I perceive your brother approaching. I am not the man to cause
differences between persons near akin; I will therefore leave you; we
will have further speech on the subject of our discourse."
He moved away. A moment after, Richard Burke came up in a towering
passion.
"You brave me, do you?" he cried. "Did I not forbid you to converse
with that vagabond?"
"You have no right to dictate to me on such matters," said Desmond
hotly, facing his brother.
"I’ve no right, haven’t I?" shouted Richard. "I’ve a guardian’s right
to thrash you if you disobey me, and by George! I’ll keep my promise."
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