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THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. 97 the country rendering it impossible to make use of horses. | Dalo’s arm was still sore and inflamed from the pistol shot, or Guy would have taken him along. He told him in the morning that he was going off on an expedition to be absent for several weeks, and gave him instructions to be acted upon during his absence. The Indian said nothing, but meekly acquiesced in everything Guy told him, and expressed a de- vout wish that “ Sahib Chutney ” would return safe and sound, a wish which, as far as it went, was no doubt sincere on his part, for Dalo never forgot that he owed his life to his master. It was on this account that he rendered him the devotion of a faithful servant, a fact which had excited the wonder of different persons, for Dalo was no low caste Hindoo. His features and general appearance, not to speak of his intelligence and education, placed him on a level with the native Indian aristocracy. He had been a professional beater for hunters when Guy found him in the Neilgherry Hills. Beyond that Chutney knew nothing of him. About dusk all met at headquarters, and Topee | was brought in fromthe guard house. He was provided with a pair of boots, and at his earnest request was given a rifle. “ Tt’s time to start now,” said Chutney. “ Which direction are you going, J opee 2” COLUM 1OOO SS co