The Rajah's Fortress — page 271: what you’re looking at

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268 THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. Guy staggered backward. He breathed heavily. His eyes were fixed and staring, and his face flushed deeper and deeper. The torch quivered in his nervous hands. “ Who is that man?” he demanded loudly with pointed finger. “So like—but no. He is dead. The dark tide of the Chindwin covers him. Speak!” he cried fiercely, taking astep closer. ‘ Speak— who are you?” “Why, Chutney, old fellow, don’t you know me?” said the other tremulously. “I’m no ghost, though I dare say——” ‘It is Forbes, thank God it is Forbes!” cried Guy, gladly, and he clasped his friend in a warm embrace, too choked with emotion to speak, forget- ting their peril, the bloodthirsty fiends around them, and remembering only that his friend had as by a miracle come back to life again. They held each other’s hands, looked fondly into each other’s faces until the tumult in the corridor and the hammering on the door recalled them to their senses. A brief greeting to Carew and Vance, a hasty introduction to Loyd, and then they gathered to~ gether to decide speedily what was to be done. To go back to the corridor was madness. It was choked up with the enemy. “ But what a chance you have missed!” groaned Forbes. ‘ That scoundrel who was struggling with me—you saw him break loose—it was that double- COLUM 1OOO SS co