Part 8 (1/2)
”Send somebody to find him!” ordered Kirby
”Say you want to have a ith hi to hirim call should colad A certain nuone two mounted troopers clattered out toward the bazaar Ten ton returned
”D Squadron's squattin' on its hunkers in rings an' lookin' glooood news that had a touch of humor in it ”By the look of 'em you'd say they'd been passed over for active service and were ton! You don't kno near that guess is to the truth!”
Kirby's lips were slanced quickly at him once and then looked serious
”You mean-”
”Yes,” said Kirby
”Has it broken yet?”
”No”
”Is it goin' to break?”
”Looks like it Looks tofor time, and the Prussians are all in a hurry Looks that way to me”
”And you mean-there's a chance-even a chance of us-of Outra your pardon, sir, but are you serious?”
”Yes,” said Kirby, and Warrington's jaw fell
”Any details that are not too confidential for ton
”Tell you all about it after I've had a ith Ranjoor Singh”
”Hadn't I better go and help look for him?”
”Yes, if you like”
So, within another certain nuton rode, as the French say, belly-to-the-earth, and the fact that the e seemed to make no difference at all to his ardor or the pace to which he spurred his horse
An angry police officer gruance of all cavalryton in particular
”Wanted to know, by the Big Blue Bull of Bashan, whether I knehen a case was serious or not! Yes, he did! Seemed to think the murder of one soas the only criminal case in all Delhi, and had the nerve to invite me to set every constable in what he termed my parish on the one job What did I say? Told him to call to-morrow, of course- said I'd see Gad! You should have heard hiht his eyes 'ud burn holes inout of the office as if war had been declared”
”Talking of war,” said so punkah, ”do you suppose-”
So the otten at once in the vortex of the only topic that had interest for any one in clubdoton or his colonel, or any other officer of native cavalry looked in at the club that night
Warrington rode into the rain at the saalloped to the police station, overhauled one of the mounted troopers whoh, rated hialloped on with the troop-horse laboring in his wake He reined in abreast of the second trooper, who had halted by a cross-street and was trying to appear to enjoy the deluge