Category: Historical Novels
Thus sang the wayfarer to himself as he urged a potentially willing, but certainly very tired hack along the stony, sandy road which wound gradually up the defile; now overhanging a broad, dry watercourse, now threading an expanse of stunted juniper--the whole constituting a m...
The days had gone by, and now Campian was installed in the forest bungalow. Colonel Jermyn's invitation had gone forth, but the missive which would have counteracted it had not,...
12. CHAPTER TWELVE.One of his earlier exploits, in fact, that which was destined to start him in his career of _budmashi_, and ultimately, in all probability, land him on the scaffold and faggot p...
19. CHAPTER NINETEEN.A row of subalterns were roosting on the railing in front of the exclusively male department of the club, while their dogs fought and frisked, and snarled and panted, on the swa...
10. CHAPTER TEN."There is a large section of our fellow subjects that votes Alpine climbing the most incomprehensible form of lunacy known to science, on the ground that to spend half one's lif...
6. CHAPTER SIX.Not without reasons of his own had Campian made such careful and minute inquiries as to the traditions and legends of the strange, wild country in which his lot was temporarily...
21. CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.His limbs were no longer bound, but his whole frame ached from head to foot with a racking pain. With the first attempt to move he groaned, and once more closed his eyes. That l...
9. CHAPTER NINE."Oh, he's a Punjab cavalry man up here on furlough. He's had fever bad, and even Shalalai wasn't high enough for him, though he doesn't want to go home, so he rented my forest b...
17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.For a while the scowling barbarian contemplated Campian from under his shaggy brows. Then he gave an order to his followers. There stepped forward a man. This fellow had a villa...
18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN."Ping-ping!" The bullets sang around him--splattering the rocks with blue lead marks. Not for a moment did he think of stopping. They might shoot him dead, but alive he would no...
20. CHAPTER TWENTY.Away in the Kharawan desert the dust columns are whirling heavenward in many a tall spiral shaft; more like the hissing steam jets of some vast geyser than anything so dry and u...
4. CHAPTER FOUR."I'm afraid, Nesta, my child, that your soldier friends will have to alight somewhere else if they want any chikor," pronounced Campian, subsiding upon a boulder to light his pi...
2. CHAPTER TWO.Now the said "forests" had about as much affinity to the idea of sylvan wildness conveyed by that term as many of the Highland so-called deer forests; in that they were mainly d...
22. CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.As they rode forth from the village fort, and its gates closed behind them, Campian could not but once more realise the strangeness of life, and the sudden and unexpected turns...
5. CHAPTER FIVE.A certain amount of chaff in fair good fellowship Campian didn't mind. But the element of _bonhomie_ was lacking alike in the other's tone and demeanour. The laugh too, was both...
1. CHAPTER ONE.Thus sang the wayfarer to himself as he urged a potentially willing, but certainly very tired hack along the stony, sandy road which wound gradually up the defile; now overhangi...
14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN.A narrow treeless plain--along which the track lay, straight as a wall-- shut in by towering arid mountains, rising to a great height, cleft here and there by a chasm overhung b...
11. CHAPTER ELEVEN."Not very. The mountain paths here are so rough, you have to keep almost entirely to a walk. And I met Mr Campian, so we stopped and chatted a little."
8. CHAPTER EIGHT.All as in a lightning flash some flicker of hope returned. For he saw they were underneath the place which Nesta pointed out to him as having afforded refuge to at any rate one...
3. CHAPTER THREE.The following morning broke bright and clear, and save that there was a coolness in the air, and the bed of the _tangi_ which had poured forth its black volume of roaring destru...
7. CHAPTER SEVEN."It's a thundering mistake allowing these fellows to wander all over the country armed, like that," said Upward, commenting on their late visitors, while preparations were being...
15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN.Meanwhile those in the waiting room were doing all they could to make good their position, and that was not much. Their first attempt at forcing an entrance having failed, the f...
16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN."By Jove, but it is good to be back again!" said Upward, in tones of intense satisfaction as he sat down to tiffin in his bungalow at Shalalai. "The garden is looking splendid,...
23. CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.Thus Campian, clad in irreproachable evening dress, with a wave of the hand which takes in the lighted table and trophy hung walls. The only other occupant of Upward's dining ro...