Lord Ellenborough halted the gates at Agra, and
postponed the completion of the monstrous folly he had more than begun
to perpetrate."

Severe as was this criticism, it was not unmerited. Ellenborough's
theatrical bombast, like that of Napoleon at the Pyramids, recoiled
upon him, bringing a hornets' nest about his own ears and leading to
his recall. As a matter of fact, too, the gates which he held in such
reverence were found to be replicas of the pair that the Sultan
Mahmood had pilfered from Somnauth; and were not of sandalwood at all,
but of common deal.

III

While following the drum from camp to camp and from station to
station, Lola spent several months in Bareilly, a town that was
afterwards to play an important part in the Mutiny. Colonel Durand, an
officer who was present when the city was captured in 1858, says that
the bungalow she occupied there was destroyed. Yet, the mutineers, he
noticed, had spared the bath house that had been built for her in the
compound.

During the hot weather of 1839, young Mrs. James, accompanied by her
husband, went off to Simla for a month on a visit to her mother, who,
yielding to pressure, had at last held out the olive-branch. The
welcome, however--except from Captain Craigie, who still had a warm
corner in his heart for her--was somewhat frigid.

There is a reference to this visit in _Up the Country_, a once popular
book by Lord Auckland's sister, the Hon. Emily Eden. Following the coy
fashion of the period, however, she always refrained from giving a
name in full, but would merely allude to people as "Colonel A," "Mr.
B," "Mrs. C," and "Miss D," etc. Still, the identities of "Mrs. J" and
"Mrs. C" in this extract are clear enough:

_September 8, 1839._

Simla is much moved just now by the arrival of a Mrs. J, who
has been talked of as a great beauty all the year, and that
drives every other woman quite distracted.... Mrs. J is the
daughter of a Mrs. C, who is still very handsome herself,
and whose husband is deputy-adjutant-general, or some
military authority of that kind. She sent this only child to
be educated at home, and went home herself two years ago to
see her. In the same ship was Mr. J, a poor ensign, going
home on sick leave. He told her he was engaged to be
married, consulted her about his prospects, and in the
meantime privately married this child at school. It was
enough to provoke an