British -- India -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
He had returned heartened, and fortified by a week of stirring sport,
and by closer contact with a personality wholesome and invigorating as
a hill wind; a sympathy of the practical order, that found expression
in matter-of-fact service and good fellowship, rather than in speech.
He had given up all thought of leaving the station; had decided to set
his teeth, and go through with his ordeal, sooner than disappoint these
new-found friends, who seemed already to have become a part of his
life. Such rapid intimacies are a distinctive feature of a country
where a guest may come for a night, and stay for a month; where all
white men are brothers, in the widest sense of the word.
And Eldred Lenox did not hold with half measures. Since he stood his
ground in order to please the Desmonds, he held himself ready to fall
in with any joint plans they might choose to make. Thus, he agreed to
share in their arrangements for the June camp, at Kajiar,--a natural
glade hid in the heart of Kalatope Forest: and even accepted, without
demur, Colonel Mayhew's proposal to preface the 'week' with a two days'
house-party at the Chumba Residency;--a picturesque house, whose garden
of lawns, and roses, and English trees falls sheer to the eddying river
below. The two sportsmen had spent a couple of days here on their way
back, the Resident being down in Chumba on State business; and his
suggestion had been the natural outcome of Desmond's keen interest in
the book which was his hobby of the moment.
"I must be down here then," he explained, "for the _Minjla Mela_, a
superstitious ceremony by which we test the luck of the State for the
coming year. An unfortunate buffalo is flung into the Ravee, just
above the rapids; and if he succumbs, or scrambles out on the far side,
the gods will not fail us. But if he lands on the town bank, they
won't trouble their heads about us till next June. Naturally we do our
best to prevent such a catastrophe, in spite of our conviction that the
matter is settled by the will of the gods! As far as I know, the
ceremony is peculiar to Chumba; and this would be a good chance for you
to see it, if you don't mind a trifle of heat, and if your wife would
care to come too, so much the better."
"She'll come like a shot, thanks," Desmond answered heartily.
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