Christianity, Conversion to -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
He determined that he would ask his father to give him a house of his
own on his return with a suitable establishment over which his wife
could rule. The plan commended itself for more reasons than one.
Since he had changed his religion and adopted many western habits as
well, his parents, who were people of discernment, could not fail to
understand the necessity for some such arrangement. They might not
like it; they might not be pleased that those western habits were
adopted; they would assuredly disapprove of the change of religion; but
when they comprehended that the changes had been effected to increase
the comfort and happiness, spiritually as well as bodily, of their son,
they would become reconciled. In sending him to England they must have
been aware of the risks he ran of assimilating the ideas of the people
among whom he had to live in such close intimacy. The doubts that
troubled the keener-witted Bopaul did not therefore ruffle his
serenity. He had no forebodings of the thunder-clouds that were
gathering.
Pantulu, in company with Bopaul's father, went to Bombay to meet the
mail boat. They decided not to go on board, but to await the coming of
the travellers on the landing-stage. As Ananda and his companion
stepped ashore with the throng of passengers the two men pressed
forward. The sons folded their hands in reverence, and then extended
the right in the clasp that is general in these days all over the
world. The greeting attracted no attention, so quiet was it in its
nature; but underneath the simple formalities lay a feeling too deep
for words. Later, when the luggage had been disposed of and they were
in the privacy of their own sitting-room in the hotel, Ananda, who had
been unusually silent, spoke.
"I have something to say, my beloved and honourable father."
At the words Bopaul sprang to his feet.
"Come, sir," he said to his father, "we will leave his Excellency
Pantulu Iyer with my friend Ananda to talk over their private
affairs----"
Before the older man could rise, Ananda said hastily--
"Stop, Bopaul! I wish you to remain and hear what I have to say.
Possibly I may have to ask you to confirm my statement. My father may
otherwise find it difficult of belief."
Bopaul reseated himself, looking ill at ease. His father, influenced
by a suddenly roused curiosity, which he had no scruples in satisfying,
showed a disinclination to move. The eyes of both parents were fixed
in surprise upon the sons, and they waited breathless to hear what
communication Ananda had to make to his father.
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