apter 14: In which seven bold men light a big bonfire; and the
Pirate finds our hero a bad bargain.
Chapter 15: In which our hero weathers a storm; and prepares for squalls.
Chapter 16: In which a mutiny is quelled in a minute; and our Babu
proves himself a man of war.
Chapter 17: In which our hero finds himself among friends; and
Colonel Clive prepares to astonish Angria.
Chapter 18: In which Angria is astonished; and our hero begins to pay
off old scores.
Chapter 19: In which the scene changes; the dramatis personae
remaining the same.
Chapter 20: In which there are recognitions and explanations; and our
hero meets one Coja Solomon, of Cossimbazar.
Chapter 21: In which Coja Solomon finds dishonesty the worse policy;
and a journey down the Hugli little to his liking.
Chapter 22: In which is given a full, true, and particular account of
the Battle of the Carts.
Chapter 23: In which there are many moving events; and our hero finds
himself a cadet of John Company.
Chapter 24: In which the danger of judging by appearance is notably
exemplified.
Chapter 25: In which our hero embarks on a hazardous mission; and
Monsieur Sinfray's khansaman makes a confession.
Chapter 26: In which presence of mind is shown to be next best to
absence of body.
Chapter 27: In which an officer of the Nawab disappears; and Bulger
reappears.
Chapter 28: In which Captain Barker has cause to rue the day when he met
Mr. Diggle; and our hero continues to wipe off old scores.
Chapter 29: In which our hero does not win the Battle of Plassey:
but, where all do well, gains as much glory as the rest.
Chapter 30: In which Coja Solomon reappears: and gives our hero
valuable information.
Chapter 31: In which friends meet, and part: and our hero hints a proposal.
Chapter 32: In which the curtain falls to the sound of wedding bells:
and our hero comes to his own.

Preface

I have not attempted in this story to give a full account of the career
of Lord Clive. That has been done by my old friend, Mr. Henty, in "With
Clive in India." It has always seemed to me that a single book provides
too narrow a canvas for the display of a life so full and varied as
Clive's, and that a work of fiction is bound to suffer, structurally and
in detail, from the co