Christianity, Conversion to -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
"Mine and Mrs. Hulver's."
There was a pause; and then, as enlightenment came, Alderbury said in a
low voice:
"So then, you were young William?"
"The sweeper carried me wrapped in a sheet; for I could neither walk
nor stand. It was between two and three o'clock in the morning when I
was hoisted on to his back in a half unconscious state, my senses too
stupefied to feel much pain, and I was taken to the college house.
Mrs. Hulver was roused from her sleep by the sweeper woman--who works
there, and is a relative of the man--and I was handed over to the
housekeeper. I have since called her mother, so good and kind has she
been to me. Under her care I recovered."
"And through her good offices you have come to me. How did you get
here? By train?"
"No, sir; I came in your own cart and brought my luggage with me,"
replied Ananda. He continued his story. "When the sweeper found that
I did not turn up as I promised at the little station, he carried the
bundles back to his own house and came hot-foot to learn the reason of
my failure to keep the appointment. There he found me in that sorry
plight."
"I am still puzzled," said Alderbury after a little thought. "Mrs.
Hulver's son was seen by Miss Wenaston lying on the cot in her
sitting-room; and he was wearing uniform, the uniform of the regiment."
"When I regained consciousness in her room, I found myself dressed in
the uniform that belonged to her son's father. She had kept it, and
though it was very old and a loose fit, it served as an excellent
disguise."
"She is a wonderful woman!"
"The kindest! the best!"
Ananda stopped with sudden emotion, his heart too full for words.
"I suppose this means that all communication between yourself and your
family comes to an end," remarked Alderbury.
"I think not, sir," replied Ananda in a decisive voice. "Why should I
be banished from my home like a criminal because I have changed my
religion? I shall not allow my wife to go back. There is no reason
why she should run any risk of insult; but I shall go back later on,
when the irritation against me has died down, and see my father and
mother."
"Don't put yourself in any unnecessary danger. Past experience should
make you careful," said Alderbury.
"It has been dearly bought and is not likely to be forgotten," replied
Ananda, with a touch of bitterness.
"And remember also that in Chirapore you, as an outcaste and Christian,
have no civil rights."
"I am not likely to forget what is the only stain upon its government
as a model native State. I should not think of returning to live
there; but I mean to go some time or other to see my mother."
The old obstinacy was still to the fore. Behind it stood no longer the
weakness and vacillation of youth, but the noble courage of a man who
had been tried in the fire of affliction and not found wanting.
"And now I want to know how your wife managed to get away and meet me
on the road."
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