Seeta (Volume 3)
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ISBN10: 1150754087
ISBN13: 9781150754081
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 64
Weight: 0.45
Height: 0.30 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781150754081
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 64
Weight: 0.45
Height: 0.30 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1872. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER III. AN OMINOUS VISIT. While the rain was yet falling heavily, for the monsoon had almost commenced, and the dawning light of morning enabled him to see the path, Buldeo left his brother, and made the best of his way to Noorpoor. 'Azrael will be more savage than ever, when he recovers, ' he thought; 'and we must watch him more narrowly; but it would be well, I think, if Mr. Brandon tried to capture him as he is, and that they hanged him at once; that would prevent mischief.' And full of this scheme Buldeo hastened on, and on his arrival at Noorpoor presented himself to that gentleman after his usual fashion, and accounted for his absence by relating. what he had seen, and the fearful night he had passed with the raving man. 'Hrram! Hrram! Hrram! I shall never forget the shouts and the screams of that devil when the other devils came to him, ' said Buldeo; ' we didn't see them, but Foorsut said they often came; and when the lightning placed about the room, and there was a smell of sulphur in the air, I could have sworn they were present; and the Hrram! Hrram! Hrram! went on, till I ran outside. And then, sir, ' he continued in a whisper, ' ' he raved of the lady, and that was worse. I would have strangled him then, but that he is a votary of the Devee Mother's, and such we dare not touch; but you can, you must, hang him! Come yourself, with some horsemen, to-morrow night; we can easily surround the little village, and carry him off lying in his bed, as he is. There are plenty of people there to carry it.' There was nothing Cyril Brandon would have 'liked better than the adventure, but he had promised in the next affair, whatever it might prove to be, to employ his assistant, Mr. Noble, and was loth to deprive him of a chance of distinguishing hims...