CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.

The rajah came upon me suddenly the next day, just when I was most

disturbed, and had been lying down here and there, poring over that note

with the strange characters till my head ached, and yet I was no nearer

a solution. It was, I knew, a warning to be ready to escape, or to tell

me that my friends were near, but not a bit nearer could I get.

I was under the big tree, still puzzling it out, and abusing the

Brandscombe professors for not teaching me better, and making me able to

decide whether this was modern Hindustani, Sanscrit, or Persian. I felt

that I ought to know, but not a word could I make out, so as to be sure,

when all at once I heard the familiar trampling of horses in the

distance, and hurriedly thrust the scrap of paper into my pocket, before

leisurely changing my position; for I always felt that some one was

watching me.

This was a fact; for whenever Salaman was off that duty, one or other of

his men took it up, though, to do them justice, it was as much to be on

the alert to see whether I wanted anything as to mind that I did not

escape.

There was a good deal more noise and jingling of accoutrements this

time; and as I listened eagerly, but assuming perfect unconcern, the

trampling increased to such an extent that, from thinking first that it

was a troop which formed the rajah's escort, my estimate rose to a

squadron, a regiment, two regiments; and then I gave it up, wondering

and in doubt whether my captor had come to make one of his calls.

At this I began to feel a little excited. Perhaps this was, after all,

the meaning of the message I had received, and friends were coming.

This idea was strengthened by a show of excitement among my attendants,

who were hurrying here and there. But it was an excitement which calmed

down directly, for they stood ready to receive the visitor, who was

preceded by a party of about a dozen fierce-looking mounted men on

splendid horses. They were well set up military-looking fellows, fully

armed, and having lances, but were evidently not ordinary soldiers,

their turbans being of rich stuff, and one and all wearing handsome

shawls.

They formed up on either side of the opening among the trees, through

which they had ridden, reining back their horses so as to allow room for

their leader to ride into the place; and as he cantered quickly in, and

threw himself lightly from his horse, I stared at him in amazement, he

looked such a magnificent object glittering in the sun.

Upon one other occasion he had been splendidly dressed, and the precious

stones he wore must have been of great value; but now the display was

wonderful, and at every movement the rays of light flashed from him, and

I could not help thinking that he must be a prince of vast wealth.

Directly after, though, it struck me that all this show was to impress

me, and I smiled to myself as I thought that he could not have chosen a

worse time for trying to convert me. For the piece of paper was within

touch, and, though I could not read it, I felt sure that it meant help

and freedom.

He dismissed his followers before coming up to me smiling, and as I

advanced to meet him I could not, suspicious as I was, doubt for a

moment the look of pleasure that came into his face as he took my hand

and held it firmly.

"Hah!" he cried; "this is more like my young officer. What a great

change for the better! You feel much stronger?"

"Oh yes," I said. "I think I could ride now."

"I am sure you could--a little; but you must not try much yet. We must

not have the wound reopened by too much exertion. Let us sit down. It

is hot."

We went to the temporary divan beneath the tree, and as soon as he was

seated he said, smiling--

"It is time you dressed better, more like my officer. You must not play

the sick man any longer."

My cheeks felt a little warm for the moment. Up to that time I had not

given a thought to my costume, which was simple--a shirt and trousers,

the former clean and white enough, thanks to Salaman; but I must have

looked a very pitiable object by the side of the gorgeous prince at my

side.

He was keen-witted enough to see the effect of his words, and he laid

his hand on my arm.

"It is not this I mind," he said quietly. "I do not judge one by his

dress. I know you; but I want to see my friend, who is henceforth to be

a great chief, held in reverence by the people. My subjects are not

like your English, who care so little for show; they judge a man by his

appearance."

"Yes; I know that," I said, warming toward him, for his words were

kindly meant.

"I don't care for all these that I wear. They are tiresome, hot, and in

the way. But I am the maharajah, and if I did not impress my subjects

by my dress and grandeur, as well as by the strength of my arm and the

sharpness of my sword, they would despise me."

"I can quite understand that," I said eagerly; for I was anxious to keep

him conversing about everything but the one subject which I feared.

"Well," he said gravely, "have you no questions to ask--about your

fellow-countrymen?"

"No," I said.

"That is right. I am glad you are growing so wise and sensible. It is

useless to regret the past. They had their reign. They are conquered,

and all is at an end."

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