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292 THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. ‘*That makes five,’’ muttered Loyd half to him- self. ‘‘Five brass cannon.’’ Then looking about the room he added: ‘‘Seven men and five cannon. That won’t do.’’ Forbes turned on him impatiently. ‘*You and Chauner are probably not included,”’’ he said. ‘‘Chauner is more dead than alive now, and as for you Nana’s hatred applies only to Eng- lishmen.’’ Forbes spoke more in jest than earnest, but Loyd’s face brightened at the suggestion. Then it clouded up again. ‘‘Little hope of that,’’ he said, gloomily, ‘‘I may be the first one summoned.”’ Even as he spoke, the door was suddenly flung open, and the big dacoit with the scarred face en- tered. He glanced haughtily over the room, and then cried out loudly ‘‘Where is Sahib Captain Chut- ney ?’’ Guy came forward. ‘IT am the man you look for,’’ he said, quietly. ‘Then come with me,’’ said the dacoit. ‘‘It is the chief’s orders.’’ CHAPTER XXXV. DALO MAKES AN OFFER. WiTH pallid face Guy turned to his friends a mute, appealing glance. He really believed that he was going to his doom, and so did the rest, for they clustered about him in an eager endeavor to clasp his hand. With calm endurance, he passed through all the agonies of parting. Forbes held him to the last, but COLUM 1OOO SS co