The Rajah's Fortress — page 205: what you’re looking at

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194 THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. by a pair of blue eyes, while a bristling mustache shadowed a very resolute mouth. Guy watched him long and curiously, a vague suspicion of the truth all the while gaining ground in his mind. Then, as the man turned his back, he bethought himself of the sparkling water within his reach, and, taking one of the bottles, he leaned out and let it drop into the spring. The strap that held it was rotten. Theswirling water, leaping and tumbling out of the ground, snatched the bottle loose and dashed it noisily against the stones. The sharp click, click, as it glanced from stone to stone, instantly reached the man within. He rose and hurried to the entrance, alert and watchful. Discovery was certain, and, acting on asudden and uncontrollable impulse, Guy stood erect and faced him. A brief pause, and then Chutney exclaimed eagerly : “ Loyd Terril !” A sudden pallor lightened for an instant the stranger's tanned and sunburnt skin, and he pressed his hand to his forehead, while his eyes, glassy and staring, roved over Guy from head to foot. He staggered, but recovered himself instantly. “Am I dreaming—or am I mad?” he said hoarsely ; “did I hear my own name? Speak, ghost or Englishman, whichever you be! But what folly—an Englishman in Pandy’s fortress! I am mad indeed.” COLUM 1OOO SS co