The Rajah's Heir: A Novel in 3 volumesDespard, C. (Charlotte)
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The Rajah's Heir: A Novel in 3 volumes
Despard, C. (Charlotte)
India -- Fiction
'Is it so?' said Grace, raising her head proudly. 'To save myself I
must desert them?'
'In saving yourself, most noble, you will save others.'
'I will save all, or I will save none,' said Grace in a low voice.
At this moment the palki-gharry drove up, and a beautiful little boy,
with long golden curls--like a girl, sprang out and leapt into Grace's
arms. 'Why, my Kit,' she said softly, 'my little Kit!'
'We're going to stay all day,' he cried, 'mother and me. Where's Vick?
Oh, there she is! Mayn't I go and play with her?'
'Yes, darling, run and play,' said Grace, releasing him.
A pale-faced lady, in a white dress and large straw hat, was in the
meantime stepping out of the gharry. Lucy followed her. Both of them,
Grace thought, looked scared.
'Well,' she said, smiling, 'have you asked Mrs. Durant about the
garnets?'
'Send the man away,' said Lucy, pettishly. 'They have all been scolding
me; Captain Durant, and Mr. Graham, and Mrs. Cockburn, and even Emily,'
turning to Mrs. Durant. 'They say I ought not to have left you alone
with a man like that. I'm sure one doesn't know what to do. If you're
frightened, that's wrong; and if you try to forget things a little, and
be cheerful, you're heartless. I wish I was dead and out of it all.'
'So would I if it were not for the child,' said Mrs. Durant. 'Grace!
Grace! do you think they would have the heart to do anything to him?'
'We won't give them the opportunity,' said Grace, firmly. 'If the worst
comes to the worst we will escape. I will find a means.'
They smiled. These were brave words; but the peril was not actually
upon them. And yet, for what reason neither of them could tell, they
felt encouraged. Grace was one of those who inspired confidence.
'Well,' said Mrs. Durant, with a stifled sob, 'if it is to be done I
hope they'll do it quickly. Only for Kit, I don't think I'd mind so
much. Charlie is so cross, and they come in with such dreadful tales,
and the servants scowl at him when he scolds them; and he won't--he
won't see that it would be so much wiser to conciliate everybody. Only
for Kit I couldn't bear it! You see,' with a rainbow-like change, 'he
has his curls still.'
'Yes,' said Grace, smiling. 'I thought you would not have the heart to
shear Kit's curls. But come! you are both tired. Leave Vick and him to
me, and go in and have a rest.'
'But how about the man?' said Lucy.
'Oh, he is a good simple soul! I will buy one or two of his trinkets
and dismiss him.'
A few minutes later the salesman left the compound. He looked all round
him carefully, and chanced upon Tikaram, pacing back slowly on his
mistress's pony. Both of them pulled up.
'I was looking for you, O brother,' said Hoosanee. 'The sale has been
good, and she of the lotus eyes has charged her servant to return. Here
is backsheesh for my brother's good will.'
Tikaram, though surprised at the generosity of the gift, took it
carelessly.
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