Caste by W. A. Fraser
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When the three jamadars had been summoned to the Dewan's presence, he
said: "Here is the paper of promise as to the reward from Sindhia for the service you are to render. You will also sign here, making your seal or thumb print; then it will be required that you take the oath of service according to your own method and your gods." Ajeet consulted a little apart with Sookdee and then coming forward said: "We Bagrees are an ancient people descended from the Rajputs, and we keep our word to our friends; therefore we will take the oath after the manner of Bhowanee, beneath the pipal tree. If Your Honour will give us but an hour we will take the oath." A mile down the red road from the bungalow, looking like a huge beehive with its heavy enveloping roof of thatch, that was Jean Baptiste's head-quarters, was a particularly sacred pipal of huge growth. It was an extraordinary octopus-like tree, and most sacred, for perched in the embrace of its giant arms was a shrine that had been lifted from its base in the centuries of the tree's growth. And now, an hour later, the pipal was surrounded by thousands of Mahratta sepoys, for word had gone forth,--the mysterious rumour of India that is like a weird static whispering to the four corners of the land a message,--had flashed through the tented city that the men from Karowlee were to take the oath of allegiance to Sindhia. The fat Dewan had come down in a _palki_ swung from the shoulders of stout bearers, while Jean Baptiste had ridden a silver-grey Arab. And then just as a bleating, mottled white-and-black goat was led by a thong to the pipal, Nana Sahib came swirling down the road in a brake |
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