British -- Asia -- Fiction; Women physicians -- Fiction
Leaving Fitz occupied in writing out the code, Georgia next made a
raid on the stores under the care of Ismail Bakhsh. She felt it to be
a matter of the greatest importance that Rahah and she should take
their own provisions with them, since to depend on Khadija’s
liberality would be merely a gratuitous invitation to her to poison
them both, and with this danger in her mind she secured a sufficient
quantity of meat extract and other portable articles of food to last
for three or four days. Ismail Bakhsh demurred persistently to parting
with the stores in his charge, except in obedience to an officially
signed order, yielding only under protest; while, when he discovered,
from some chance words let drop by Rahah, the real object of the
journey, he could scarcely be restrained from going at once to
Stratford and begging him to prevent it. Rahah overwhelmed him with
shrill reproaches, for, little as she approved of the expedition
herself, she was determined not to allow any man living to thwart her
mistress’s wishes; but it was Georgia herself who forced him to give
an unwilling acquiescence to the plan. Her plea that she was going to
secure a medicine that might cure the _Burra Sahib_ he dismissed with
contempt, remarking that the _Burra Sahib’s_ illness did not concern
her--a slight to her profession which aroused all the ire of which
Georgia was capable. Looking straight at him, she spoke sternly--
“Am I to ask your leave to go where I will, Ismail Bakhsh--you who
have eaten my father’s salt? I am going to Bir-ul-Malikat, and I
forbid you to interfere. You take too much upon yourself.”
Ismail Bakhsh saluted in dumb amazement as Rahah translated the words
with much gusto.
“Truly Sinjāj Kīlin himself speaks in his daughter!” he murmured
submissively, as Georgia increased by another tin the pile which Rahah
was carrying, and left the room without vouchsafing him another
glance. He watched the two women out of sight, and after securing the
door of the store-room, went off to his quarters, revolving many
things in his mind.
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