This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 edition. Excerpt: ...declaration, and Omy Chund walked along the varanda looking at the prisoners, and tarrying so long before Mrs Carey that her spouse, persuaded there was designs abroad against his wife, bade him go on quickly or he would knock him down the steps. Still not finding the unhappy creature he sought, Omy Chund told the chief Moor that was with him to desire the prisoners to sit down, which we did, I in the midst of the knot of gentlemen who shielded me. I could not be thankful enough that I had never met Omy Chund face to face before this day, for although his eyes rested upon me, he failed to recognise me in my disguise, and his aspect grew more and more sour. " Who's that on the bedstead in the corner? " he says at last suspiciously. " Why, Omy Chund," says my papa, raising himself up with Captain Colquhoun's help, and speaking in an agreeable rallying voice, " I fear you've forgot your friend. Don't you recognise Fahrein Saeb?" " Pardon, gracious sir," says the Gentoo, quite confused. " I had understood you was dead. You won't take it amiss if I say that for your sake I had even hoped it, since I could not look to save you in the same manner as your daughter. Pray, sir, where's the young lady? " " Why, in a place of safety by this time, I hope," says Mr Freyne. " You should bid your friends the Moors keep better watch, Omy Chund." The rest of the gentlemen laughed to see Omy Chund so confounded, and he, muttering angrily to himself, went down the steps again after one more inquisitive search among us. But when he was gone, the remembrance of the menacing language he had used provoked many enquiries and surmisings, which were only allayed by the return of Mr Holwell from his third interview with our conqueror, who, said the good gentleman, had...
