"
But Barlow, very much of a boy, couldn't feel this elusive thing, and
rode away after breakfast from the bungalow muttering: "By gad!
Elizabeth should have said something over roasting me. Fancy she
doesn't care a hang. Anyway--I'll give her credit for that--she
doesn't hunt with the hounds and run with the hare. If it's the
prospect of sharing a title with me, a rotter would have eaten the
leek. Yes, Elizabeth is class."
CHAPTER XVIII
Dewan Sewlal was in a shiver of apprehension over the killing of the
two sepoys; there would be trouble over this if the Resident came to
know of it.
But Hunsa had assured him that the soldiers and their saddles had been
buried in the pit with the others, and that nobody but the decoits knew
of their advent.
Then when he learned that Ajeet Singh had been to the Resident he was
in a panic. But as that British official made no move, said nothing
about the decoity, he fancied that perhaps Ajeet had not mentioned
this, in fact he had no proof that he had made a confession at all.
But Ajeet's complicity in the decoity where the merchant and his men
had been killed, gave the Dewan just what he had planned for--the power
of death over the Chief.
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