Reading
was not his longest suit by any means, and at that he infinitely
preferred to wrestle with printed characters.
"Have you read it, Juggut Khan?" he asked.
"Nay, sahib. I can speak English, but not read it."
"Then we're near to being in the same boat, we two!" said Brown with
a grin. "I'll have another try! It looks like a good-by message to
me--here's the word `good-by' written at the end above his signature."
"There were other matters, sahib. There was an order. I can not
read, but I know what is in the message."
"Well?"
"You, and your twelve--"
"Nine!" corrected Brown.
"Three dead?"
Brown nodded.
"Your nine, then, sahib, and you and I are to proceed immediately
to Jailpore, and to gain an entrance if we can, rescue those whom
I concealed there and bring them to Harumpore, or to the northward
of Harumpore, wherever we can find the column."
"Eleven men are to attempt that?"
Brown was studying out the letter word by word, and discovering to
his amazement that its purport was exactly what Juggut Khan pretended.
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