India -- History -- Autonomy and independence movements -- Fiction
"Queen Bee," he went on, turning to me, "I did not come here
today to take these jewels, I came to give them to you. You
would have done wrong to take my gift at Amulya's hands. In
order to prevent it, I had first to make them clearly mine. Now
these my jewels are my gift to you. Here they are! Patch up any
understanding with this boy you like. I must go. You have been
at your special talks all these days together, leaving me out of
them. If special happenings now come to pass, don't blame me.
"Amulya," he continued, "I have sent on your trunks and things to
your lodgings. Don't you be keeping any belongings of yours in
my room any longer." With this parting shot, Sandip flung out of
the room.
XIX
"I have had no peace of mind, Amulya," I said to him, "ever since
I sent you off to sell my jewels."
"Why, Sister Rani?"
"I was afraid lest you should get into trouble with them, lest
they should suspect you for a thief. I would rather go without
that six thousand. You must now do another thing for me--go home
at once, home to your mother."
Amulya produced a small bundle and said: "But, sister, I have got
the six thousand."
"Where from?"
"I tried hard to get gold," he went on, without replying to my
question, "but could not. So I had to bring it in notes."
"Tell me truly, Amulya, swear by me, where did you get this
money?"
"That I will not tell you."
Everything seemed to grow dark before my eyes. "What terrible
thing have you done, Amulya?" I cried. "Is it then ..."
"I know you will say I got this money wrongly. Very well, I
admit it. But I have paid the full price for my wrong-doing. So
now the money is mine."
I no longer had any desire to learn more about it. My very
blood-vessels contracted, making my whole body shrink within
itself.
"Take it away, Amulya," I implored. "Put it back where you got
it from."
"That would be hard indeed!"
"It is not hard, brother dear. It was an evil moment when you
first came to me. Even Sandip has not been able to harm you as I
have done."
Sandip's name seemed to stab him.
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