India -- History -- Sepoy Rebellion, 1857-1858 -- Fiction
Bathurst’s face grew pale and his fingers closed. He remained silent a
minute, and then said, “It does not matter; she would have been sure to
hear it sooner or later, and I should have told her myself if he had not
done so; besides, if, as I am afraid, this Berhampore business is the
beginning of trouble, and of such trouble as we have never had since we
set foot in India, it is likely that everyone will know what she knows
now. Has she spoken to you about it? I suppose she has, or you would not
have known that he mentioned it.”
“Yes, she was most indignant about it, and did not believe it.”
“And what did you say, Doctor?” he asked indifferently.
“Well, I was sorry I could not tell her exactly what you told me. It
would have been better if I could have done so. I simply said there were
many sorts of courage, and that I was sure that you possessed many sorts
in a very high degree, but I could not, of course, deny; although I did
not admit, the truth of the report he had mentioned.”
“I don’t think it makes much difference one way or the other,” Bathurst
said wearily. “I have known all along that Isobel Hannay would not marry
a coward, only I have gone on living in a fool’s paradise. However, it
is over now--the sooner it is all over the better.”
“My dear fellow,” the Doctor said earnestly, “don’t take this thing too
much to heart. I don’t wish to try and persuade you that it is not a
grave misfortune, but even suppose this trouble takes the very worst
form possible, I do not think you will come so very badly out of it as
you anticipate. Even assuming that you are unable to do your part in
absolute fighting, there may be other opportunities, and most likely
will, in which you may be able to show that although unable to control
your nerves in the din of battle, you possess in other respects coolness
and courage. That feat of yours of attacking the tiger with the dog whip
shows conclusively that under many circumstances you are capable of most
daring deeds.”
Bathurst sat looking down for some minutes. “God grant that it may
be so,” he said at last; “but it is no use talking about it any more,
Doctor. I suppose Major Hannay will keep a sharp lookout over the men?”
“Yes; there was a meeting of the officers this afternoon. It was agreed
to make no outward change, and to give the troops no cause whatever to
believe that they are suspected. They all feel confident of the goodwill
of the men; at the same time they will watch them closely, and if the
news comes of further trouble, they will prepare the courthouse as a
place of refuge.”
“That is a very good plan; but of course everything depends upon
whether, if the troops do rise in mutiny, the people of Oude should join
them. They are a fighting race, and if they should throw in their lot
against us the position would be a desperate one.”
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