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"
You
can
take
my
word
that
she
is
innocent
.
"
"
Then
you
are
guilty
.
"
"
No
,
I
am
not
.
"
"
Who
killed
Colonel
James
Barclay
,
then
?
"
"
It
was
a
just
Providence
that
killed
him
.
But
,
mind
you
this
,
that
if
I
had
knocked
his
brains
out
,
as
it
was
in
my
heart
to
do
,
he
would
have
had
no
more
than
his
due
from
my
hands
.
If
his
own
guilty
conscience
had
not
struck
him
down
it
is
likely
enough
that
I
might
have
had
his
blood
upon
my
soul
.
You
want
me
to
tell
the
story
.
Well
,
I
do
n't
know
why
I
should
n't
,
for
there
's
no
cause
for
me
to
be
ashamed
of
it
.
"
It
was
in
this
way
,
sir
.
You
see
me
now
with
my
back
like
a
camel
and
my
ribs
all
awry
,
but
there
was
a
time
when
Corporal
Henry
Wood
was
the
smartest
man
in
the
One
Hundred
and
Seventeenth
foot
.
We
were
in
India
,
then
,
in
cantonments
,
at
a
place
we
'll
call
Bhurtee
.
Barclay
,
who
died
the
other
day
,
was
sergeant
in
the
same
company
as
myself
,
and
the
belle
of
the
regiment
,
ay
,
and
the
finest
girl
that
ever
had
the
breath
of
life
between
her
lips
,
was
Nancy
Devoy
,
the
daughter
of
the
colour-sergeant
.
There
were
two
men
that
loved
her
,
and
one
that
she
loved
,
and
you
'll
smile
when
you
look
at
this
poor
thing
huddled
before
the
fire
and
hear
me
say
that
it
was
for
my
good
looks
that
she
loved
me
.
"
Well
,
though
I
had
her
heart
,
her
father
was
set
upon
her
marrying
Barclay
.
I
was
a
harum-scarum
,
reckless
lad
,
and
he
had
had
an
education
and
was
already
marked
for
the
sword-belt
.
But
the
girl
held
true
to
me
,
and
it
seemed
that
I
would
have
had
her
when
the
Mutiny
broke
out
,
and
all
hell
was
loose
in
the
country
.
"
We
were
shut
up
in
Bhurtee
,
the
regiment
of
us
with
half
a
battery
of
artillery
,
a
company
of
Sikhs
,
and
a
lot
of
civilians
and
women-folk
.
There
were
ten
thousand
rebels
round
us
,
and
they
were
as
keen
as
a
set
of
terriers
round
a
rat-cage
.
About
the
second
week
of
it
our
water
gave
out
,
and
it
was
a
question
whether
we
could
communicate
with
General
Neill
's
column
,
which
was
moving
up-country
.
It
was
our
only
chance
,
for
we
could
not
hope
to
fight
our
way
out
with
all
the
women
and
children
,
so
I
volunteered
to
go
out
and
to
warn
General
Neill
of
our
danger
.
My
offer
was
accepted
,
and
I
talked
it
over
with
Sergeant
Barclay
,
who
was
supposed
to
know
the
ground
better
than
any
other
man
,
and
who
drew
up
a
route
by
which
I
might
get
through
the
rebel
lines
.
At
ten
o'clock
the
same
night
I
started
off
upon
my
journey
.
There
were
a
thousand
lives
to
save
,
but
it
was
of
only
one
that
I
was
thinking
when
I
dropped
over
the
wall
that
night
.
