I found this gentleman in a state of the utmost apprehension3. The air was full of suspicion. Moorshedabad swarmed4 with the Nabob’s spies, who watched the going in and coming out of every person whom their master had reason to distrust, and carried their reports to his infamous5 minion6, Lal Moon. Mr. Watts assured me that he did not consider his own life to be worth a day’s purchase, and the Nabob had uttered such threats against him on the last occasion of his going to the palace that he dared not present himself there again.
Fortunately for me Colonel Clive had provided me with an excuse for my journey in the shape of a letter to Surajah Dowlah, in which the Colonel renewed his expressions of friendship, but demanded the withdrawal7 of the Nabob’s army from Plassy. This was a step which the conspirators8 [Pg 261]considered indispensable to their design, as they had no expectation that Colonel Clive could overcome this force of forty thousand men as long as it kept the field.
Armed with the Colonel’s letter I went to wait upon the Nabob, leaving Mr. Watts to exert his utmost diligence in procuring9 the necessary signatures to the treaties, which I delivered to him for the purpose.
Nothing could exceed the astonishment10 of the Nabob’s officers when I, who had fled secretly from the city six months before, presented myself before them in the character of an ambassador from Sabat Jung and boldly demanded an audience. They hastened to carry the news to the Nabob, and after a short time they returned and conducted me into his presence.
Although scarcely three months had elapsed since I had last seen Surajah Dowlah, I observed a change for the worse in his appearance. He sat on the royal musnud with the same state as formerly11, clad in his gold-embroidered robes and turban sparkling with the light of many gems12, surrounded by the same obsequious13 throng14 of courtiers and attended by his ferocious15 guards ready to take the life of any man present, at a nod from their despotic lord. Yet I discovered something in his countenance16 which I had not seen there before. His head hung down with an air of weariness, and his gaze, instead of darting17 [Pg 262]fiercely to and fro, seemed to shift and hesitate as if with a lurking18 distrust of those about him. He appeared to be in ill-health, and shifted fretfully about in his seat as he talked. On my part, I regarded him with different eyes from the time when I had come before him as a captive in his hands, when I had viewed him as a powerful tyrant19, invested with all the horror of his recent crimes, and especially of that never-to-be-forgotten atrocity20 of the Black Hole of Calcutta. Now, on the last occasion on which I was ever to confront him, I did so as the emissary of one whose power was yet greater than his own, as the agent of an intrigue21 that menaced his throne and perhaps his life. And beneath the surface of pomp and power and the outward show of sovereignty, I looked deeper, and beheld22 merely a young man, scarce older than myself—in his nineteenth year—the victim of an evil education, corrupted24 by the possession of despotic power, rent and exhausted25 by his own evil passions, and surrounded by traitors26 secretly scheming for his downfall. Some of the dread27 and hatred28 which I had formerly felt for him was replaced by milder sentiments, and I could have found it in my heart to pity Surajah Dowlah.
As if to strengthen these impressions in my mind, the young Nabob was in a singularly amiable29 mood, and appeared glad to see me.
“So it is you again!” he was pleased to say when I was introduced. “I see that you have told me the [Pg 263]truth, and that you are a friend of Sabat Jung’s. But why did you flee from me before? I regarded you with favour, and would not have put you to death.”
“Sir,” I answered, “I am obliged by your kind expressions, but I am an Englishman, and in my country there is no man who can put me to death unless I commit some crime against the laws; nor do I choose to live in any place where I hold my life by the favour of a prince.”
A murmur30 ran through the throng of courtiers at this reply, some of the high officers whom I knew to be concerned in the plot pretending to be especially shocked.
Surajah Dowlah raised his head and looked at me in some surprise.
“I should not care to be king of your country if I could not put a man to death when I wished to. Allah has created kings, and has put men’s lives into our hands. It is destiny. Those who fall by my hands would perish instead by pestilence31 or famine or wild beasts if I forbore to slay32 them. They die because it is the will of Allah.”
I listened in consternation33 to this frightful34 profession of fatalism by which Surajah Dowlah sought to decline the responsibility of his wicked acts. In the meantime he read the letter which I had brought from Colonel Clive.
“Why does Sabat Jung so earnestly desire me to disband my troops?” he asked presently.
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“Your Highness’s own conscience must tell you that,” I returned. “So long as you keep your army in the field, threatening Calcutta, it is impossible to believe that you are in earnest in your professions of friendship towards the English. The present state of things keeps the minds of the merchants unsettled and prevents the resumption of trade, without which our factories cannot subsist35 in Bengal.”
“No, no,” the Nabob broke out, speaking very earnestly, “I design nothing against you. But I am in fear of the Morattoes, who meditate36 another invasion.”
“Have no fear of that, sir. Colonel Clive will protect you, if necessary, against the Morattoes. But you may depend upon it he will never believe in your friendship till your troops are withdrawn37 from Plassy.”
The Nabob seemed to meditate upon these words for a few minutes, during which nobody ventured to speak to him. Then he looked at me again, seeming as if he would search my heart.
“And suppose I comply with this demand, what security have I that the Colonel will not advance against this city? How do I know that he is not deceiving me? There are plots—yes, there are plots in the air!”
I felt a touch of contempt for him as I answered—
“That is a matter which I must take leave not [Pg 265]to discuss. It is for your Highness to consider whether your conduct has been such as to conciliate the affections of your subjects, or whether it has not rather been calculated to make every man your secret enemy.”
Surajah Dowlah started, and sank back on his seat, terrified by this unexpected plainness, which caused little less alarm among his suite38. But I soon saw that my words had been rightly judged. Being an Oriental, the Nabob could not believe that I should have spoken like that if I had really been privy40 to any intrigues41 against him. He therefore dismissed his fears, and finally promised to issue orders for his whole army to retire to Moorshedabad.
Satisfied with this success, I took my leave of him, his last words to me as I withdrew being—
“Tell the Colonel I trust him; I look upon him as my friend.”
Moved by these words more than I cared to admit even to myself, I returned to Mr. Watts, and, all being now in train, we pushed forward the affair of the signatures as rapidly as we dared.
During these few eventful days I neglected no means of inquiring after the fate of those whom I had left in the Nabob’s hands on my former flight from Moorshedabad. But though I questioned not merely the great officers of the Court, but also many of the eunuchs and inferior servants about the palace, I could learn nothing definite either of Marian or of [Pg 266]Rupert. That they had not succeeded in recovering their freedom I was pretty well assured, but what had become of them, and whether they were alive or dead, was more than I could learn. The shadow and the secrecy42 of the East had closed like a curtain over their fates, and I was left to torment43 myself with miserable44 guesses in the darkness.
The business of signing the treaty went on as rapidly as it could be pushed. But the greed of the Gentoos at every step of the transaction was most disgusting, and the cowardice45 and treachery of the Moors1 scarcely less so. The Dewan, Roy Dullub, at first objected that all the Nabob’s treasure was not enough to satisfy the gratuities46 provided for in the treaty, but no sooner did Mr. Watts offer to make him agent for the distribution, with a commission of five in the hundred on all sums passing through his hands, than his scruples47 instantly vanished.
But at last everything was settled except the swearing of the treaty by Meer Jaffier, on which the whole affair turned. The Meer was just now arrived in Moorshedabad from Plassy, where he had been in command of one division of the Nabob’s army, the remainder having before been taken from him and given to Roy Dullub. It was reported that Surajah Dowlah had received his uncle very scurvily48, and spoken to him with so much harshness that Meer Jaffier had at once retired49 to his palace, at the other end of the city, and surrounded [Pg 267]himself with his guards. This palace resembled a fortress50, having regular walls and towers, and being provided with cannons51 and other munitions52 for a siege.
Thither53, on the following day, Mr. Watts went to visit him, but returned in much alarm to say that the Meer had received him in public, in the hall of audience, surrounded by his officers, and had given him no chance to refer to the subject of the treaty.
While we were discussing what this could mean an Indian arrived, who proved to be a private messenger from Meer Jaffier himself.
This man informed us that Meer Jaffier had been obliged to receive Mr. Watts as he had done to deceive Lal Moon’s spies, the Nabob’s suspicions causing him to watch very strictly54 all intercourse55 between his great men and the English agents. What he now proposed was that Mr. Watts should come to his palace in the evening in a curtained litter, by which means he might be introduced unsuspected into the women’s apartments, and there have a private conference with the Meer.
I could see that Mr. Watts regarded this invitation with very little confidence, his experiences in the Nabob’s Court having rendered him cautious to an extreme. I therefore undertook to go in his place, an offer which he gladly accepted.
As there was nothing to detain either of us in Moorshedabad after the treaty had been confirmed, [Pg 268]and every hour that passed rendered our situation more precarious56, it was further arranged that Mr. Watts should take his departure at once, leaving me to follow during the night. Accordingly he gave out that he was going on a visit to Cossimbuzar on business connected with the Company’s investment, and set out the same afternoon.
I waited till it was quite dark before I got into the litter, which had been prepared for me by two Indian servants on whose fidelity57 I depended. They bore me through the streets on their shoulders at a great pace, and, thanks to the respect which these people have for their women, I passed undiscovered. Once, indeed, we were stopped for a moment, and there was a short discussion, in which I heard the voices of my attendants, though I could not distinguish what was said. It terminated in a laugh, and they were suffered to proceed without the curtains having been withdrawn. But it may be imagined how my heart came into my mouth during the brief halt, and what relief I experienced when the palanquin was set down within the gates of Meer Jaffier’s palace and I was able to step out.
The Meer received me in the presence of his son Meeram, a youth of sixteen, who bore a strong resemblance to his cousin the Nabob, a resemblance, as I was afterwards to learn, not confined to mere23 looks. He sat apart, staring at me with [Pg 269]a sullen58 air of dislike, while his father perused59 the treaty.
Its terms appeared to give Meer Jaffier perfect satisfaction. As soon as he had read it, he asked—
“How soon will Colonel Clive be ready to take the field?”
“He is ready now,” I answered. “All he is waiting for is information from you as to the steps which you propose to take to support him.”
Meer Jaffier looked a little uneasy.
“You are my friend, I know,” he said. “You must speak good words on my behalf to Sabat Jung. Everything depends on him. Let him strike the first blow, and he will find every one prepared to join him.”
I shook my head.
“I am your friend, it is true,” I responded, “but I am still more the friend of Sabat Jung, and I must know the grounds on which he is to proceed. What force have you ready to bring to his assistance?”
“Do you mean what is the number of my division?”
“I mean the number on whom you can rely.”
“Three thousand horsemen.”
He glanced at me in some doubt as he spoke39. I heard this number with dismay.
“Only three thousand! What succour is that?”
“But those are only my own men. There are several commanders who have been affronted60 by Surajah Dowlah, and are ready to turn their swords [Pg 270]against him at the first opportunity. On the day of battle these will come over to us with their troops.”
“What assurance have you of that?” I asked.
“I know my countrymen. They judge a man by his deeds, and there is nothing that commands their respect like daring and success. Already they fear the Colonel; let them see him boldly attacking the Nabob, with me by his side, and they will quickly join us. Tell Sabat Jung my words.”
“And when do you intend to join the Colonel?” I inquired, beginning to fear that Meer Jaffier was likely to prove a broken reed to lean upon.
“I will join him as soon as the English troops come in sight of the city. Or if the Nabob keeps his army at Plassy, then I will join you as soon as the signal for battle is given. I will march over to you with a great part of the army, as many as I can persuade to join me, and the others will then take to flight. If I see an opportunity I will seize my nephew in his tent.”
With these promises he beguiled61 me into some confidence in him. Then placing a copy of the Alcoran upon his head, and resting one hand upon the head of his son Meeram, he solemnly swore to perform all that he had undertaken. He also signed the treaty, writing these words upon it in Persian—“In the name of Allah, and of the Prophet of Allah, I swear to abide62 by the terms of this treaty while I have life.”
[Pg 271]As soon as this business was completed, the Meer said to me—
“And now, before you go, tell me what reward I may give you for your services in this affair?”
I hesitated. He evidently expected that I should name some large sum in rupees, such as was promised by the terms of the treaty to Mr. Watts and others of those privy to it.
“What I ask for is neither money nor jewels,” I said, “but the lives of the two persons who, I believe, are now kept somewhere concealed63 in the palace of the Nabob.”
Meer Jaffier understood me.
“You mean the Englishwoman who was brought here from Calcutta, and the Englishman who was formerly a spy in Surajah Dowlah’s service?”
I nodded my head.
“It may be that the woman is, as you say, still in the Nabob’s harem. But I cannot think that the man is alive. He has most probably been secretly put to death for his offence in breaking into the garden of the seraglio.”
“I took part in that offence, and yet I am alive still,” I answered.
“Well, what is it you ask of me?”
“I ask your promise that the moment Surajah Dowlah is overthrown64, and the power has passed into your hands, you will aid me to ransack65 the palace of Moorshedabad in search of that woman and that man.”
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Meer Jaffier bowed his head.
“You shall do so. Nay66, more, to convince you that I am in earnest I will write you an authority now, before you leave me, which will become of effect as soon as Colonel Clive has driven my nephew from the musnud.”
A few minutes afterwards I had re-entered the palanquin, and was being conveyed back to Mr. Watts’s house.
The next day, rising early, I pretended some business with Mr. Watts, and followed after him on horseback to Cossimbuzar. Here I was met by some of his native servants, who told me that he had gone hunting the evening before, and had not returned. Desiring them to show me the way he had gone, I went on till I was out of sight, and then, striking into a gallop67, rode southward for my life towards the English lines.
The sun was low down in the western sky, as, riding slowly on my exhausted beast, I drew near the village of Cutwah, and espied68 the uniforms of the English sentries69 gleaming through the trees. The first men who I came up to stood in a little group together, their muskets70 resting on the ground, while they talked together in low tones. They looked up as I approached, and seeing the Company’s uniform, saluted71 me, while I stopped to show them the pass which I carried. But they said nothing, and as I passed on further into the camp I was struck by the silence that prevailed. All round me [Pg 273]I saw the men cooking their suppers, or passing to and fro with water vessels72, but their heads hung down, and I heard none of the cheering and singing which generally prevailed when Colonel Clive had his troops upon the march against an enemy.
Pressing forward to the headquarters, I found the same evidences of dejection increased on all sides, till at last I met Major Coote walking with two other officers away from the commander’s tent. The Major at once stopped me, and asked me how I did, but in so dull a fashion that I could see he was as dispirited as the rest.
“I am quite well, I thank you, sir,” I answered him, “but a little surprised at the state of the camp. I am but this moment arrived from Moorshedabad. Can you tell me if anything untoward73 has taken place?”
Major Coote turned to the two young officers, and signed to them to withdraw. As soon as they were out of earshot he stepped up to the side of my horse, and laying his hand on the saddle addressed me in a low tone—
“Harkye, Ford74, I know you to be a discreet75 youngster, and so I’ll tell you my mind plainly. I don’t know what news you bring from Moorshedabad, and I don’t ask, but we’ve had such accounts from that cursed place lately that Colonel Clive has begun to believe that not a single man of them all is to be trusted, from Meer Jaffier down. He doesn’t think them worth fighting for, and what’s more, he doesn’t [Pg 274]think they mean to join him as they have promised. The long and short of it is, he has just called a council of war of all his officers—you would have been there if you had arrived an hour sooner, and therefore it’s no breach76 of confidence to tell you—he called the council to decide whether we should go forward and fight, or give it up and go back. And he gave his own voice for going back, and the d—d council, two-thirds of ’em, followed suit; and the upshot of it is we’re to put our tails between our legs and go back—and that’s why you see the whole army ready to throw down their arms like so many children!”
I was aghast at this intelligence, hardly believing it possible that the courage of Colonel Clive should have failed him, though I was better able than most to estimate the worries and cares thrust upon his shoulders by the mingled77 folly78 and malice79 of those who should have given him their best support.
“Where is the Colonel?” I exclaimed. “I must see him at once! I have news that may induce him to change his mind. At all events, I’ll take the liberty to persuade him.”
“He wandered off by himself,” Major Coote answered, brisking up a little. “He went into that grove80 of trees across there, as soon as the council was dismissed, and he has been there ever since.”
I turned and looked at the grove. As I did so I saw some bushes parted, and the figure of my beloved chief emerged, walking with a swift, firm tread.
Instantly I flung myself from my horse, and rushed towards him. But he advanced of his own accord to where Major Coote stood watching us.
“I have altered my mind,” he said briefly81, with the martial82 ring in his voice that I had heard first on the morning of Monichund’s attempted surprise before Budge-Budge. “I have come round to your opinion, Coote. To-morrow morning we march forward, and engage the enemy wherever we find him.”
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