Vellenaux A Novel by Edmund William Forrest (best e book reader TXT) 📕

Kind." He At Once Wrote A Note Relating What Had Been Told Him,  And Sent

It By The Portuguese.

"You Will Deliver This Into The Hand Of Major Huntingdon,  And Likewise

Give Him A Full Account Of All You Saw And Heard,  And Return As Quickly

As Possible." The Servant Was Soon On His Way To The Artillery Lines.

The Next Thing Was To Start His Servants' Baggage And Personal Effects

By A Road,  Directly Opposite The One Where The Irregulars Were Said To

Be Halted. While Dressing And Arming,  He Resolved As To What Step He

Should Now Take. He Would Ride Over To Edith,  And,  After Placing Her In

Safety Within The Walls Of The Fort,  Join The Other Officers Of The

Garrison Under The Direction Of Major Collingwood And Act As He Deemed

Best In The Coming Struggle. He Was Well Mounted And Thoroughly Armed,

And Likewise Carried A Double-Barreled Tiger-Rifle,  Slung

Carbine-Fashion To His Saddle,  And Was As Formidable A Cavalier As One

Could Meet With In The Country. Giving His Last Instructions To Pedro,

Who,  By This Time,  Had Returned,  He Rode Out Of The Compound And Took

His Way To The Bungalow,  Where All That He Held Most Dear In Life Was,

Perhaps,  Sleeping,  All Unconscious Of The Impending Danger. When He Was

Near The House,  A Few Shots Were Fired,  And A Hubbub Was Heard Within

The Sepoy Lines.

"I Am Almost Too Late," Thought Arthur,  As He Dashed Up To The Door.

Edith,  Who Had Seen His Approach Met Him In The Verandah. A Few Words

Sufficed To Explain How Matters Stood,  And She Hurried Away To Put On

Her Riding Habit,  And Gather Together What Valuables Belonged To Her.

Arthur Lost No Time In Causing To Be Saddled One Of The Best Horses In

The Stable,  And Had It Led Round To The Front Of The Bungalow,  Where,  In

A Very Short Time,  He Was Joined By Edith,  Fully Equipped For Any

Emergency.

Placing Her Quickly And Firmly On Her Saddle,  And Carefully Examining

Every Strap And Buckle,  And Finding Everything Secure,  He Sprang Lightly

On His Own Steed. One Glance At The Space In Front Of The Bungalow,  Was

Quite Sufficient To Realize,  To A Practical Mind Like Arthur's,  The

Imminent Dangers That Would Beset Them,  Should They Attempt To Cross The

Open Plain In The Direction Of The Fort. The Only Chance Was In A Rapid

Flight. There Was No Time To Arrange Any Definite Plan Of Action,  For A

Very Few Minutes Would Elapse Before The Mutineers Would Surround The

Bungalow,  And Cut Off All Means Of Escape; So Passing Directly To The

Rear Of The Compound,  They Sought The Cover Of The Jungle That Skirted

It. Advancing As Rapidly As The Narrow Path And Thickly Interwoven

Underbrush Would Admit Of,  They Soon Left The Station Far Behind Them.

At The Foot Of An Eminence They Emerged From The Cover Of The Woods,  And

Struck Into The Highroad That Wound Round The Hill In Front Of Them.

This They Ascended At A Gentle Canter,  For Arthur Was Too Good A Rider

To Push His Horses At The Commencement Of A Journey,  In Which Both Speed

And Endurance Might Be Required Before Its Termination. His Intention

Was,  If Possible,  To Reach Rutlaum; Should He Fail In This He Must Reach

Some Station On The Sea Coast Before Night-Fall,  And Place Edith Under

The Protection Of The Officer Commanding Such Post,  Until He Could

Arrange For A Passage For Her To Bombay. On Arriving At The Crest Of The

Hill,  They Turned To Take A Parting Look At The Pretty Little Station,

Where,  For So Many Weeks,  They Had Been Supremely Happy In The Enjoyment

Of Each Others Society,  And Framing Projects For Their Union,  At Some

Future Period,  When The Young Lieutenant Should Have Advanced

Sufficiently In His Profession To Warrant That Consummation So Devoutly

To Be Wished For.

Lurid Flames And Thick Dark Smoke Shot Up From Many A Burning Bungalow,

While The Roar Of Artillery And Discharge Of Musketry,  Convinced The

Fugitives That The Conflict Was Still Going On Between The Defenders Of

The Fort And The Miscreants Who Vainly Endeavoured To Effect An Entrance

In Order To Put To Death Any Europeans Who Had Taken Shelter Within Its

Walls. Parties Of Sepoys Were Looting The Bazaars And Residences Of The

European Officers Of Whatever They Could Lay Their Hands Upon,  While The

Cavalry,  Both Regular And Irregular,  Were Riding Hither And Thither In

Search Of Christian Men,  Women,  Or Children,  Who Might Have Been

Unfortunate Enough Not To Have Gained Admission To The Fort,  Or Make

Good Their Escape From The Fated Place Ere It Was Too Late.

"Look,  Dearest Arthur," Exclaimed Edith,  Pointing With Her Riding Whip

To A Bend In The Road Some Distance Below Them,  "What Are Those

Horsemen? Are They Friends Or Foes? Oh! I See You Change Colour,  And We

Are Lost. But Is There No Hope For Us?"

For A Few Moments Carlton Remained Silent,  Measuring With A Practised

Eye The Distance Between Those Advancing And The Spot On Which They

Stood. For Himself He Had Not A Single Thought,  But For Her In Whom His

Whole Soul Was Bound,  The Thought Of What Would Be Her Fate,  Should She

Fall Into The Hands Of Those Who He Well Knew Were Bent On Their

Capture,  It Was This Agonizing Thought That Caused A Convulsive Shudder

To Run Through His Whole Frame,  And Rendered Him For The Moment

Speechless. But It Was Only For A Moment; His Deep Love For The

Beautiful Being At His Side,  And Her Imminent Peril,  Roused Him To

Immediate Action.

"It Would Be Wrong For Me To Attempt To Conceal The Fact Of The Great

Danger In Which We Stand. Our Pursuers Are Irregular Troops; Men Who

Have Been Taught To Hate Everything Christian,  Being The Followers Of

Petty Rajahs,  Who For Some Act Of Their Own,  Or Some Of Their Families'

Treachery Or Disloyalty To Our Government,  Lost Their Landed

Possessions,  And Consequently Their Revenue And Power; But,  Dearest,

They Shall Only Reach You Over My Dead Body. They Would,  In The Long

Run,  Overtake Us; But Could We Reach A Wooden Bridge That Crosses A

Small River,  A Few Miles Up The Road,  I Believe We Could Yet Elude

Them. For There Is An Old Road Leading From The Ford And Running

Parallel With The One We Are On. It Has Not Been Used For The Past Two

Years,  And They,  Being Strangers In This Part Of The Country,  Will,  In

All Probability,  Know Nothing Of It,  And By This Way We May Escape.

Courage,  Dearest Edith,  All May Yet Go Well With Us."

"Your Love And Devotion,  Dear Arthur,  I Have Never For One Moment

Doubted,  And Confidently Trust Myself To Your Protecting Arm And Loving

Heart. But What Can One Single Arm Do Against Numbers; But Should Those

Wretches Overtake Us,  The Spirit Of The Effinghams Will Teach Me How To

Act,  And,  If Necessary,  How To Die." As She Said This,  She Drew From The

Folds Of Her Riding Habit,  A Handsome Five-Chambered Revolver. "I Will

Never Become Their Prey,  Nor Shall You Perish Unavenged While I Have

Strength To Draw A Trigger," Exclaimed The Beautiful Girl,  Now Excited

Beyond Measure At The Critical Position In Which She Found Herself

Placed. "Brave And Noble Girl," Responded Arthur,  As He Bent Over And

Imprinted A Kiss On The Lovely Brow. And In Another Moment They Were

Bounding Along The High Road At A Hand Gallop.

"We Are Gaining On Them," Shouted One Of The Pursuers,  As He Caught

Sight Of The Two Lovers Flying Along A Straight Piece Of Road At No Very

Great Distance In Front Of Them. "But We Shall Have Some Tough Work

Before We Capture The Young Fellow Or I Am Much Mistaken."

"Curse Him," Growled Out A Tall Athletic Fellow In The Uniform Of A

Russeldah. "I May Thank Him For My Court Martial And Loss Of Commission

In The Regulars; But My Turn Is Coming Now. He And His Dainty Lady Shall

Curse The Hour Of Their Birth Before I Have Done With Them. 'Remember,'

Said He,  Turning To The Party,  Of Whom He Was Evidently The Leader,

'They Must,  If Possible,  Be Taken Alive. Their Money And Valuables--And,

Doubtless,  They Have A Good Store About Them--You Can Divide Among

Yourselves; I Will Not Touch One Rupee Of It; But Their Lives Are Mine."

A Shout Of Approval Followed This Last Speech,  And The Whole Party

Pushed Forward With Increased Speed.

The Little Wooden Bridge,  Referred To By Carlton,  Was At Length Gained.

During The Ride He Had Communicated To Edith The Steps He Intended To

Take On Gaining The Cover Of The Old Road. Turning Sharply To The Right

They Entered The Jungle,  And Made Their Way Into The Stream That Crossed

The Road,  Then Passing Up The Centre And Under The Bridge,  They Landed

About One Hundred And Fifty Paces Higher Up On The Opposite Bank,  And,

Having Dismounted,  Arthur Sought For,  And Soon Found,  The Entrance To

The Road They Were In Search Of,  Now Overhung With Brambles And Creeping

Plants. Pushing Them Carefully Aside,  They Entered,  And Found Themselves

In A Narrow Track,  Overgrown With Soft Grass. Assisting Edith To

Remount,  Carlton Threw The Bridle Of His Own Horse Over The Stump Of A

Tree,  Then Said To Her,  In A Voice Hoarse With Emotion,  And Pointing To

A Small Opening Between The Bushes,  "From This Point You Can Watch The

Results Of My Endeavours For Our Mutual Safety. Should I Fall,  Turn And

Fly. This Road Will Lead You To Rutlaum." Then Snatching A Hasty Kiss,  He

Retraced His Steps To The Edge Of The Main Road,  Taking Up His Position

Under The Cover Of The Thick Bushes.

The Road Leading To The Bridge Was,  For About One Hundred Yards,

Perfectly Straight,  And Much Narrower Than At Other Points,  And The

Jungle At Both Sides Was Both Thick And Dense. Rather An Awkward Place

For Cavalry,  Should There Be Any Infantry Lurking In Ambush,  Watching To

Give Them A Hot Reception. I Have Said That Arthur Was Thoroughly Armed;

Besides His Two Revolvers And Sabre,  He Had His Double-Barreled

Tiger-Rifle,  A Breech-Loader Of The Newest Pattern,  Which Had Only

Lately Been Introduced Into India. Arthur Had Not Long To Wait For His

Foes,  For The Clattering Of The Armed Hoofs Of Their Troop Horses Were

Soon Heard Coming Along At A Rapid Pace. There Were Nine Of Them,  Riding

Three Abreast. As Soon As They Were Within Range,  Carlton Coolly

Levelled His Rifle And Discharged Both Barrels In Rapid Succession,

Shooting The Centre File Through The Chest,  Who Fell Dead Instantly,  And

Lodging His Other Bullet In The Shoulders Of The Horse Of The File On

His Right,  Bringing Both Steed And Rider To The Ground,  The Latter

Underneath,  His Leg Being Crushed By The Fall. So Sudden And Unexpected

Was The Attack,  That The Two Men Who Were Riding Immediately In Rear,

Unable To Check Their Speed In Time,  Their Horses Stumbled And Both

Their Riders Were Thrown. They Were,  However,  Not Much Hurt By Their

Fall And Were Soon In Their Saddles