. Once she danced for Raja Karowlee, and, though he is old and
fat and has more of wives than other possessions he became covetous of
the girl. It is because of these things, that Ajeet keeps her within
the length of his eye. Thus the Gulab would hold Amir Khan in her
hand, and some night as he slept in her tent I would crawl neath the
canvas and accomplish that which is desired."
"By Jove!" Nana Sahib exclaimed, "this jungle man has got the right
idea. But if Ajeet goes on that trip he'll never come back--Hunsa will
see to that."
Then the son of the Peshwa took a quick turn to the door and gazed out
as if he had his Arab in mind--something wrong; but a sweet bit of
deviltry had suddenly occurred to him. He had noticed the young
Englishman's interest in Bootea; had known that the girl's eyes had
shown admiration for the handsome sahib. A woman--by Jove! yes. If he
could bring the two of them together; have the Gulab get Barlow
sensually interested she might act as a spy, get Barlow to talk. No
instrument like a woman for that purpose. Nana Sahib turned back to
where the Dewan had been questioning Hunsa.
"That description of the Gulab as a _nautch_ girl tickles my fancy,
Dewani," he said. "Between ourselves I think the Resident's jackal,
the impressionable young Captain, was rather taken with her. I'm
giving a _nautch_ this week, and the presence of Miss Gulab is
desired--commanded."
"But Ajeet--"
Nana Sahib smiled sardonically. "You and Hunsa are planning to send
her on a more difficult mission, so I have no doubt that this can be
accomplished. The Ajeet should esteem it an honour."
The Dewan, also speaking in English, said, "I doubt if Ajeet would
consent to the girl's going to the Pindari camp."
Nana Sahib swung on his heel to face Baptiste. "Sirdar, when you give
an order to a soldier and he refuses to obey, what do you do?"
"Pouf, _mon_ Prince," and Jean Baptiste snapped a thumb and finger
expressively.
"See, Dewani?" Nana Sahib queried; "I like Hunsa's idea; and you've
heard what the Commandant says."
The Dewan turned to the Bagree, "Will Ajeet consent to the Gulab acting
thus?"
Hunsa's answer was illuminating: "The Chief will agree to it if he
can't help himself."
There was a lull, each one turning this momentous thing over in his
mind.
It was the jamadar who broke the silence; somewhat at a tangent he
said: "As to a decoity, Your Honour said that we being of that
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