Gil the

Gil the Gunner: The Youngest Officer in the East

Name: Gil the Gunner: The Youngest Officer in the East
Author: Fenn, George Manville, 1831-1909; Overend, William Heysham, 1851-1898 [Illustrator]

作者：Fenn, George Manville, 1831-1909; Overend, William Heysham, 1851-1898 [Illustrator]
体例：题　章数：128
字数：619,813　来源：Project Gutenberg

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CHAPTER ONE.
I coloured a little.
I opened the letter with trembling fingers, and read as follows:--
I handed the letter to the general, who read it through and nodded.
CHAPTER TWO.
CHAPTER THREE.
I drew myself up on to the bulwark, and looked round.
CHAPTER FOUR.
I shook my head.
CHAPTER FIVE.
I smiled at him in rather a feeble manner.
He looked amused, and I continued--
And when I stared inquiringly, he added--
I bowed.
I tried to speak, but no words came.
CHAPTER SIX.
The man grinned. "Lieutenant's licking his syce, sir, for being dirty."
CHAPTER SEVEN.
I looked up sharply, and I saw a faint smile on his lip as he went on--
I shook my head.
CHAPTER EIGHT.
I started from a nap to see the open window a little darker.
CHAPTER NINE.
CHAPTER TEN.
I used to talk to Brace about it sometimes, and he would agree.
I was silent.
CHAPTER ELEVEN.
I looked at him so wonderingly that he laughed.
I suppose that I showed my disappointment, for Brace said quietly--
I shook my head.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
The rajah smiled, and, with true Eastern cunning, paid--
We partook sparingly, and as we ate and drank Brace whispered--
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
The man sighed, and said softly--
I crossed to the door.
Then, as if remembering the great aim he had in view--
CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
I uttered an angry ejaculation.
As he spoke, he felt about with his sword, and whispered to me--
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
Then, turning to the old Hindu--
Brace was silent for a few minutes, and then he said sharply--
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
I said something about it one night to Brace.
CHAPTER NINETEEN.
I nodded.
I nodded again.
CHAPTER TWENTY.
I had just got to this point, when Brace turned to me sharply.
I told him, and he listened patiently to the end.
I had hardly risen when the doctor came to me.
I looked at him curiously.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
Brace was silent for a few moments, and then he said quickly--
Then, after a few minutes--
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
Then in another instant Brace said to us softly--
But there was not time, for Brace thundered out--
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.
I stopped short--the words choked me.
I was thinking the same, and said so.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.
As we drew back, one of our corporals cried fiercely--
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
His eyes flashed, and his face lit up strangely as he exclaimed--
CHAPTER THIRTY.
Then approaching me, he said humbly, and with a low reverence--
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
It was my attendant bending over me, and he said quietly--
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.
Then aloud, with importance--
His eyes brightened, and he gave me a curious look. Then, gravely--
I was silent, and after a few moments' thought, he continued--
He looked at me gently, and said slowly--
He took my extended hand and held it, as he said softly--
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.
I looked at him sadly.
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.
CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
I crushed the paper in my pocket with almost feverish joy.
I stared at this familiar usage of my name, and he smiled.
I shook my head.
I made no reply, and he looked at me gravely.
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.
CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.
I was silent, for I could not say "yes."
CHAPTER FORTY.
I laughed.
CHAPTER FORTY ONE.
CHAPTER FORTY TWO.
I was silent.
I was silent.
I shook my head.
I sat frowning and thinking of Dost and Brace, but I was helpless.
CHAPTER FORTY THREE.
Then, evidently noticing how exhausted I looked, he said quickly--
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR.
CHAPTER FORTY FIVE.
CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
I had just arrived at this pitch, when Salaman came in quickly.
It was a difficult point to decide, and I said hastily--
I bowed.
CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN.
CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT.
I was silent.
I shuddered slightly, for I was a prisoner.
I was just in time.
I took off my helmet as I spoke, and the men were convinced.
CHAPTER FORTY NINE.
CHAPTER FIFTY.
CHAPTER FIFTY ONE.
I told him.
I only gave him a look.
I looked at him in wonder. "Why are you like this?" I said.
CHAPTER FIFTY TWO.
Mr Brooke, who was the commissioner of the place, exclaimed eagerly--
CHAPTER FIFTY THREE.
THE END.