The Disputed V.C.: A Tale of the Indian MutinyGibbon, Frederick P.
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The Disputed V.C.: A Tale of the Indian Mutiny
Gibbon, Frederick P.
India -- History -- Sepoy Rebellion, 1857-1858 -- Juvenile fiction
Harry Tynan looked him straight between the eyes and said never a word.
The poor lad had suffered much during the past three months, and again
and again his own vileness had been laid bare to him. He had enough of
good in his nature to shudder at the prospect. The lies he had told, the
public whitewashing for his own ends of the villain Pir Baksh, the
bribing of Dwarika Rai and the other Rajputs, all these had gone against
the grain, but never had he seen his own meanness so clearly, until now
that he knew that even this most contemptible scoundrel regarded him
with far greater contempt.
Pir Baksh had rendered Tynan a service at last, for he had made a man of
him. Then and there the ensign resolved that nothing should drag from
him the secret of the cypher--that Pir Baksh should understand he was
not wholly a coward. The rascal poised his sword above the boy's head.
"First I am going to slice off the right ear, then the left. If that is
not enough, Ensign Sahib, I fear that the nose must go. After that--"
Here he smiled and added: "But I think the sahib will not be so
discourteous as to refuse his slave's request. Speak quickly or thine
ear goes!"
Tynan turned a few shades paler, but he bit his lip and answered not a
word. Amazed at this unlooked-for defiance the subadar hesitated--and
someone sprang in front of Tynan, a fist shot out and was stopped by the
nose of the Mussulman, who toppled over, and was instantly disarmed by
two sowars, who knelt upon the traitor's chest and mocked his cries of
rage.
"It's all serene, Tynan, old chap!" cried the voice of Ted Russell.
"We're going to scrag that brute!"
He cut Tynan's bonds, whilst others trussed up the rebel, and I fear
that no trouble was taken to spare him discomfort.
"It's all been a put-up job," Ted went on. "They collared me in the same
way, meaning to test us by threats, to find out if either would betray
the cipher. This is Lieutenant Kendal who's in command."
A short and rather "tubby" figure, arrayed in a rebel garb, came forward
from the background and apologized for having been compelled to treat
them roughly. He was obeying instructions, and assured them of his
pleasure that neither had betrayed the trust.
"Yes, but you know everything now," said Tynan sullenly. "It was mean of
you, Russell, to play this trick."
"I had no hand in it, Tynan, and was treated in much the same way an
hour ago, except that they only threatened me with death, not torture;
so you came out of the ordeal better than I, and I respect you for it."
"That's all very well. You come out with flying colours and I'm ruined.
I say, Lieutenant Kendal, let me clear away. I don't care what happens
to me, but I simply can't face the fellows who knew me. Only let me go,
and I'll disappear completely."
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