General E. said, 'It seems odd that I have never seen A. since we were shooting grouse together, and now I had to ask for an audience and for employment. I got a hint, and rather a strong one, from the Governor-General to take Delhi in my way to Meerut, and to look at the troops there and be active in my command.' He went off with a heavy heart to his palanquin, which must be a shaky conveyance for gout. One sees how new arrivals must amuse old Indians. He cannot, of course, speak a word of Hindoostanee, neither can his aide-de-camp. 'My groom is the best of us, but somehow we never can make the bearers understand us. I have _a negro_ who speaks English, but I could not bring him dâk.' I suppose he means a native; but that is being what the 'artful dodger' in 'Oliver Twist' would have called 'jolly green.' He can hardly have picked up a woolly black negro who speaks Hindoostanee. I wish I knew. Kutoghun, Sunday, Feb. 9. We have halted here for Sunday under a few trees, which they call Kutoghun. I don't see any houses within ten miles. Syme, Feb. 10. We were met this morning by two Shuter sirwars, bringing invitations from the serious party at Allahabad to a fancy fair and a supper, and from the wicked set, to a ball and a supper, and begging us to name our own days. We have but Thursday and Friday, and it is rather hard, after a long march and before an early boat, to put in these gaieties. However, we cannot help it, but have declined both the suppers. Allahabad, Friday, Feb. 14. There! we arrived yesterday; the last time in my natural life in which I will make a long dusty journey before breakfast--at least, that is my hope, my intention, and my plot; of course I may be defeated in after years. The camp is breaking up fast; camp followers asking for rupees in every direction; a fleet of boats loaded, and more wanted; all useless horses and furniture are being sold off by Webb at the stables; and to-morrow, of all this crowd which still covers five acres, there will be nothing left but Captain C. alone in his tent. The fancy fair looked pretty in the evening--very 'Vicar of Wrexhillish,' such a mixture of tracts and champagne, &c., but the cheapest shop I have been in in India. We brought home nearly a carriage-full of goods, which will do to give to the servants. To-night there is the ball. We have written to beg it may be early, and we go on board the budgerows to sleep, and they take us down to the steamer to-morrow. X. and fourteen boats'-load of trunks went this morning, and there are about thirty-five more to make their way to Calcutta without steam--carriages, horses, &c.--which will arrive about a fortnight after us. I heard from G. about 250 miles from Calcutta: quite well, and delighted with his _rapid_ travelling--four miles an hour! CHAPTER LIV. Benares, Monday, Feb. 17, 1840.