For eight miles we kept up the pursuit of the flying Moors6, and only rested from sheer weariness. The next morning Meer Jaffier rode into our camp at Daudpore, ill at ease. But Colonel Clive received him with friendship, and caused him to be saluted7 as the Nabob of Bengal. From him we learned the particulars of what had taken place on the previous day in Surajah Dowlah’s camp.
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The night before the battle the young Nabob had some suspicions that there was treachery going on round him. When the next morning he saw his army halting at a distance from the English lines, and refusing to come to close quarters, his suspicions were confirmed. One of his generals on whom he most relied was slain8 soon after the artillery9 combat commenced, and this further terrified him. Without quitting his tent he sent for Meer Jaffier, whose division was posted on the extreme right, and implored10 him to save the day. He even took off his turban, than which there can be no greater humiliation11 for an Oriental, and cast it at his uncle’s feet, bidding him defend it. Meer Jaffier left the tent, and at once despatched a message of encouragement to Colonel Clive, which, however, never reached him. Shortly afterwards the unhappy Surajah Dowlah, vanquished12 by his own fears, or, it may be, by the stings of his remorseful13 conscience, mounted a swift camel and fled, and this was the signal for that general movement of retreat which had given us the victory.
After Colonel Clive and the new Nabob had discussed the situation for a short time, it was agreed between them that Meer Jaffier should proceed at once with his force to the capital to check any attempt at rallying on the part of Surajah Dowlah. Colonel Clive, with the English army, was to follow more slowly.
The moment I heard of these arrangements, I [Pg 290]asked the Colonel for permission to go forward in advance.
“Why, what do you desire to do?” he asked.
I showed him the written authority I had received from Meer Jaffier, and then, in as few words as possible, told him the story of Rupert and Marian, and of my resolution to deliver or avenge14 them.
“Go, my boy,” he said when I had finished. “I will give you an order in my own name, as well as that you have from the Meer Jaffier; and God grant you may be in time to save your cousin and your sweetheart from the fury of that young tiger we have driven into his lair15.”
It was late at night that I came for the last time, riding on an elephant, into the city of Moorshedabad. Through the crowded streets I urged my way, escorted by a handful of Meer Jaffier’s horsemen, and seeing on every hand the tokens of the anarchy16 which had followed upon the news of Plassy. The people were abroad, lights gleamed in every direction, men ran hither and thither17, and doors stood open with no one to guard the entrance.
As we drew near to the palace of the Nabob the confusion increased. From the shouts of the crowd in answer to our questions we gathered that Surajah Dowlah had entered the city secretly after his flight from the field of battle, that he had called his parasites18 around him, that there had been rumours19 of another levy20 and another battle, that his heart [Pg 291]had again failed him, that he was expected to fly once more, that he might at that very moment be making his escape before the approach of his successor.
As the palace came into view it was evident that if Surajah Dowlah were not already gone, his presence had ceased to act as a restraint on his former servants. The courtyard was crammed22 with a struggling throng23 of palace menials and robbers out of the streets, all engaged in the work of plunder24. Some were staggering down the steps, entangled25 in the folds of brocades and sumptuous26 shawls, others bore tulwars and scymetars encrusted with gems27, some were stripping the gold off robes, others picking rubies28 and sapphires29 out of their sockets30 with the points of daggers31, and secreting32 them about their persons. The ground was strewn with plunder thrown away in favour of something more valuable, rich vessels33 of green jade34 lay broken in one place, and silken garments were trodden underfoot in another. And all this was merely the loot of the outer rooms of the palace, for the treasury35 was not yet touched.
At our approach the work ceased. The rioters began to escape, and the eunuchs and soldiers belonging to the palace shrank back to their quarters. Leaving Meer Jaffier’s officer to deal with them, I dismounted from my elephant and pressed my way through into the deserted36 palace, taking with me only two men as a protection. I did not stay to [Pg 292]explore the empty halls and dismantled37 chambers38, but hurried as fast as I could go into the garden, and on to the well-remembered summer-house where I had caught my last glimpse of Marian on that night a year ago. I ran up to the door at which we had knocked the same night. It was standing39 open. I darted40 through, ran into each room, climbed the stair, and searched every nook and cranny above. Not a trace of her I sought was there.
Without lingering a moment I went on and explored the other buildings in the garden. In some of them I found frightened women, left alone, and expecting that I had come to slay41 them. But from none could I hear anything of the English captive. Here and there a frightened eunuch, dragged cowering42 from his hiding-place, recalled Marian’s presence a year before, but could or would tell me nothing of her fate. I raved43 and stormed through the seraglio like one possessed44, but it was all in vain.
I turned back to the main building, by this time in the hands of the new Nabob’s servants, who were restoring it to some sort of order. They told me that Surajah Dowlah had got away an hour previously45, having let himself down by a rope from a lattice into a boat on the river, with only two attendants. When I showed them the papers I had received from their master and also from Colonel Clive, they offered me every assistance, and even joined in the search. During several hours we ransacked46 [Pg 293]every part of the palace, but found no signs of either of the English prisoners. The principal eunuchs were called and questioned. At first they declined to speak, but when one of the Moors with me threatened them with torture they became more communicative, and finally one of them asked if we had gone down into the secret dungeons48.
This hint sent a cold shiver through my veins49. I bade the eunuch lead the way, and he conducted us through a secret door, down a narrow winding50 stair into a horrible basement, constructed under the bed of the Ganges, where no light could come by day or night, except that brought by the torches of the gaolers. The place was like a maze51, with branching passages and cells, almost every one of which held some victim of Oriental tyranny. But I had neither eyes nor thoughts for what was around me, as we hurried down passage after passage and opened door after door in the search for those two whom I had come to save. Finally the eunuch stopped at a certain door at the very end of the darkest passage we had yet traversed. It was opened, and I looked in.
I could not at first believe that what I beheld52 was a human being. Stretched out on the damp soil of the den21 lay a miserable53, shrunken object, a thing like a skeleton wrapped in parchment, with the faint outlines of a man. On our entrance it moved and just raised its head.
“What do you want?” it asked in Indostanee. [Pg 294]And then in English it breathed, “Is this the end?”
It was the voice of my cousin Rupert!
With a cry, I was on my knees by his side, lifting his woeful head in my arms.
“Rupert! Look! It is your cousin Athelstane!”
He moved slowly and sat up. Then a shudder54 went through his attenuated55 frame.
“Don’t you see what they have done to me?” he groaned56. “The devils have put out my eyes!”
And the devils had. Rupert Gurney, the bold, handsome, careless, wicked, swaggering Rupert, whom I had loved and feared and hated all my life, would never be bold nor handsome nor swaggering any more, and I should never need to fear or hate him again. His wickedness had been rewarded; his crimes had met a heavier retribution than any I had ever thought to inflict57. He had fallen into the hands of one compared to whom he had been but a beginner in iniquity58; one fit of Surajah Dowlah’s cruel frenzy59 had struck upon him, and had left him branded for life.
Of Marian’s fate he knew nothing. As soon as I had given directions to have him carried up out of the dungeon47 I renewed my search for her with a heart ready to burst at the thought of what I might find.
When we did find her I was almost relieved. After the frightful60 apprehensions61 I had entertained, [Pg 295]it seemed to be good fortune that she should be merely wasted away, without any outward disfigurement of that face that had been my beacon62 in dreams and raptures63 for those vain years. In my own arms I bore her out of that doleful place and up into the open air, through the palace now swarming64 with the stir and bustle65 of the newly arrived Nabob’s Court, into the garden where the day was breaking and the birds were beginning to sing, and laid her down, at her own desire, on a bed in that very summer-house where I had tried—ah, why had I failed?—to rescue her on the night that seemed so long ago.
There for two days I never left her. Some of the eunuchs first, and afterwards some Indian women, came and waited on us, and brought us all the food we needed—and that was not much for either of us. She lay still, saying little, and sometimes holding my hand while she slept, and then waking up to shed tears upon it, and to murmur66 the gratitude67 which I had done so little to deserve. On the second day I had Rupert brought to her. He was better by this time, though still very weak, and just able to walk across the room with his arm resting in mine. I guided him to a seat beside her, and placed their hands in one another’s, and then I came out quickly. I left them together; for if I had loved Marian, he had loved her too, and if my love for her had been the stronger, so had been hers for [Pg 296]him. And I could not feel jealousy68 any longer now that Marian was dying.
For this was the end of it all, the end of my stormy love and rivalry69 and my adventures in the Indian realms. Marian, the beautiful Marian, the woman whose fascination70 had led me so far, and involved me among such strange events in such unwonted scenes, was dying. I had come too late to save her, and all I had done or attempted for her sake had been in vain. And when I knew this, when I looked back over those three troubled years and saw the outcome, there came borne in upon my mind a great resignation; I beheld myself as if I had been another person, and the folly72 and wickedness that was in my heart stood revealed to me as they had never been even in those dreadful hours in the Calcutta dungeon, when I sank down, as I believed, to die. Standing beside that bedside of the woman I had loved and sinned for, watching the grey stain of mortality creep out upon those glorious features, the world and all its prizes and possessions became to me a mockery, and all that remained to comfort me was the memory of words I had read in that old Book at home: there, in that heathen palace, surrounded by the temples and trophies73 of false gods, was vouchsafed74 to me the light which I had refused to receive when I dwelt among Christians75 in a Christian76 land, and the Divine mercy which had followed me through so many wanderings overtook me at the last.
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On the morning of the third day one of the Indian servants who waited upon us took me aside and whispered something in my ear—something which made my heart beat fiercely and sent a tingle77 through my veins.
I left the summer-house and took my way into the palace. Through the stately halls and along the marble pavements, amid the servile crowd that swarmed78 to pay homage79 to Meer Jaffier, I passed, and on till I came to that hideous80 stair up which I had brought two of Surajah Dowlah’s victims such a short time before. On the way I gathered something of what had taken place.
One of Surajah Dowlah’s former subjects, a man whose ears the young Nabob had barbarously cut off for some offence, had recognised him in his flight, and had betrayed him to the agents of his successor. He was brought back in chains to Moorshedabad and carried before Meer Jaffier, at whose feet he flung himself, sobbing81, and beseeching82 that his miserable life might be spared. Meer Jaffier, partly moved by his entreaties83, partly restrained by regard for Colonel Clive, had shown a wish to spare him. But in Meer Jaffier’s son, young Meeram, the fallen tyrant84 had found a spirit as ferocious85 and ungovernable as his own. This boy—for he was scarcely sixteen—thirsted for his cousin’s blood, and even attempted to stab him in Meer Jaffier’s presence. Meer Jaffier, afraid of his son, had ordered the prisoner to be removed into [Pg 298]the dungeons under a guard, and this was done. But the fury of Meeram was not to be appeased86. In the dark hours of the night, unknown to his father, he had descended87 into the dungeon, bribed88 or overawed the guards, and——
They threw open the door. They held up their torches over a dark object lying on the ground. There, with a dozen red rents in the bosom90 of his tunic91, with blood thickly soaked into the dye of his silk robe, with blood caked upon the rubies and emeralds in his turban, I saw Surajah Dowlah, dead!
For some minutes I stood still in the presence of this impressive retribution, recalling the brief but terrible career which had thus tragically92 ended. There lay the cruellest despot of his age, the practitioner93 of horrible debaucheries, the sworn enemy of the English name, who had driven us out of Bengal, and perpetrated the never-to-be-forgotten massacre94 in which I had been so nearly included. I was but newly come out of the presence of two of his victims, and here I beheld him cut off from light more surely than the man he had blinded, dead while the woman he had murdered still breathed. I gazed, and was satisfied. The evil desires of vengeance95 which had tormented96 me for so long were utterly97 extinguished. I beheld before me the justice of high Heaven, and I came away, not exulting98, but awed89 and subdued99.
I returned to Marian’s bedside, and from that [Pg 299]time I did not leave her till the end. Occasionally she would talk to me in a low, sweet voice, calling back memories of the old town of Yarmouth and the pleasant scenes of her youth. Once she spoke100 to me of myself.
“I have treated you very ill, Athelstane. I knew that I could never repay you for your love, but it made me proud to have it; I liked to count upon your devotion to me, and I deceived and tempted71 you.”
I tried to protest, but she would have it so.
“I have been wrong in everything I did to you,” she said. “I ought never to have treated you as a friend, but as a stranger. Then you would have grown out of your foolish passion, and have forgotten me; for, believe me, Athelstane, I was not fit for you, nor you for me. Beneath your hot temper and adventurous101 spirit, in which you resemble your cousin, you are a very different nature. You are a Puritan at bottom, and your conscience will not let you rest except in sober, honest ways of life. It is better that you should take a wife from among your own people, one whose nature is in accord with what is deepest and best in you, and not with what is worst. Forgive me, Athelstane, and forget me, as one that crossed your life by an evil chance and wrought102 you only harm.”
But that, as I told her with tears, I never could do, nor would believe. And even now, when I look back across the years with calmer vision and [Pg 300]a wiser judgment103, I am still glad that I knew and loved Marian Rising, and never wish to root the memory of that wild romance out of my heart.
She spoke to me also of my cousin Rupert, saying that she had long ago forgiven—indeed, I think she never was really able to resent—his wrongs done towards her, and asking me to do the same. I assured her that I had long ago buried all remains104 of ill-will between us, and I promised her that I would take him back to England with me, and endeavour to make his peace with his father at Lynn.
Soon afterwards she became very weak, and, seeing that the last moment was approaching, I fetched Rupert in to her. He stood with his head bowed above the bed, his hair streaked105 with grey and the marks of the agony he had suffered on his face, while Marian caught hold of his hand, and, with the feeble remains of her strength, carried it to her lips and kissed it. In the doorway106 stood an Indian, gazing at the sight with solemn, unmoved visage. Outside we could hear the distant clash of the temple gongs in honour of some sacrifice, and through the lattices there was a glimpse of high white walls, with narrow slits107 of windows, shaded over by the dark-green foliage108 of a teak tree. Was it all real? I asked myself, or some vision which had come to me in the night, and from which I should awake to find myself abed in my own little room at home in Brandon?
So the hour passed, and the last minute came.
“Pray for me, Athelstane,” Marian whispered to me, “for I have been a great sinner, and for myself I hardly dare to pray.”
So I knelt down upon the floor, and the blind man opposite me did the same; and as I used the familiar phrases which I had learned unconsciously in my youth from many repetitions, a peace stole over the room, and Rupert’s great sobs109 ceased to shake him, and the hand I held in my own grew very still and cold. And presently I looked up, and saw that Marian was dead.
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