They desired no companionship beyond their own, and it was evil for any man of the regiment who attempted dispute with them. Physical argument was out of the question as regarded Mulvaney and the Yorkshireman; and a.s.sault on Ortheris meant a combined attack from these twain--a business which no five men were anxious to have on their hands. Therefore they flourished, sharing their drinks, their tobacco, and their money; good luck and evil; battle and the chances of death; life and the chances of happiness from Calicut in southern, to Peshawur in northern India.
Through no merit of my own it was my good fortune to be in a measure admitted to their friendship--frankly by Mulvaney from the beginning, sullenly and with reluctance by Learoyd, and suspiciously by Ortheris, who held to it that no man not in the Army could fraternise with a red-coat. "Like to like," said he. "I"m a bloomin" sodger--he"s a bloomin" civilian. "Tain"t natural--that"s all."
But that was not all. They thawed progressively, and in the thawing told me more of their lives and adventures than I am ever likely to write.
Omitting all else, this tale begins with the Lamentable Thirst that was at the beginning of First Causes. Never was such a thirst--Mulvaney told me so. They kicked against their compulsory virtue, but the attempt was only successful in the case of Ortheris. He, whose talents were many, went forth into the highways and stole a dog from a "civilian"--videlicet, some one, he knew not who, not in the Army. Now that civilian was but newly connected by marriage with the colonel of the regiment, and outcry was made from quarters least antic.i.p.ated by Ortheris, and, in the end, he was forced, lest a worse thing should happen, to dispose at ridiculously unremunerative rates of as promising a small terrier as ever graced one end of a leading string. The purchase-money was barely sufficient for one small outbreak which led him to the guard-room. He escaped, however, with nothing worse than a severe reprimand, and a few hours of punishment drill. Not for nothing had he acquired the reputation of being "the best soldier of his inches"
in the regiment. Mulvaney had taught personal cleanliness and efficiency as the first articles of his companions" creed. "A dhirty man," he was used to say, in the speech of his kind, "goes to Clink for a weakness in the knees, an" is coort-martialled for a pair av socks missin"; but a clane man, such as is an ornament to his service--a man whose b.u.t.tons are gold, whose coat is wax upon him, an" whose "coutrements are widout a speck--THAT man may, spakin" in reason, do fwhat he likes an" dhrink from day to divil. That"s the pride av bein" dacint."
We sat together, upon a day, in the shade of a ravine far from the barracks, where a watercourse used to run in rainy weather. Behind us was the scrub jungle, in which jackals, peac.o.c.ks, the gray wolves of the North-Western Provinces, and occasionally a tiger estrayed from Central India, were supposed to dwell. In front lay the cantonment, glaring white under a glaring sun; and on either side ran the broad road that led to Delhi.
It was the scrub that suggested to my mind the wisdom of Mulvaney taking a day"s leave and going upon a shooting-tour. The peac.o.c.k is a holy bird throughout India, and he who slays one is in danger of being mobbed by the nearest villagers; but on the last occasion that Mulvaney had gone forth, he had contrived, without in the least offending local religious susceptibilities, to return with six beautiful peac.o.c.k skins which he sold to profit. It seemed just possible then--
"But fwhat manner av use is ut to me goin" out widout a dhrink? The ground"s powdher-dhry underfoot, an" ut gets unto the throat fit to kill," wailed Mulvaney, looking at me reproachfully. "An" a peac.o.c.k is not a bird you can catch the tail av onless ye run. Can a man run on wather--an" jungle-wather too?"
Ortheris had considered the question in all its bearings. He spoke, chewing his pipe-stem meditatively the while:
"Go forth, return in glory, To Clusium"s royal "ome: An" round these bloomin" temples "ang The bloomin" shields o" Rome.
You better go. You ain"t like to shoot yourself--not while there"s a chanst of liquor. Me an" Learoyd"ll stay at "ome an" keep shop--"case o" anythin" turnin" up. But you go out with a gas-pipe gun an" ketch the little peac.o.c.kses or somethin". You kin get one day"s leave easy as winkin". Go along an" get it, an" get peac.o.c.kses or somethin"."
"Jock," said Mulvaney, turning to Learoyd, who was half asleep under the shadow of the bank. He roused slowly.
"Sitha, Mulvaaney, go," said he.
And Mulvaney went; cursing his allies with Irish fluency and barrack-room point.
"Take note," said he, when he had won his holiday, and appeared dressed in his roughest clothes with the only other regimental fowling-piece in his hand. "Take note, Jock, an" you Orth"ris, I am goin" in the face av my own will--all for to please you. I mis...o...b.. anythin" will come av permiscuous huntin" afther peac.o.c.kses in a desolit lan"; an" I know that I will lie down an" die wid thirrrst. Me catch peac.o.c.kses for you, ye lazy scutts--an" be sacrificed by the peasanthry--Ugh!"
He waved a huge paw and went away.
At twilight, long before the appointed hour, he returned empty-handed, much begrimed with dirt.
"Peac.o.c.kses?" queried Ortheris from the safe rest of a barrack-room table whereon he was smoking cross-legged, Learoyd fast asleep on a bench.
"Jock," said Mulvaney without answering, as he stirred up the sleeper.
"Jock, can ye fight? Will ye fight?"
Very slowly the meaning of the words communicated itself to the half-roused man. He understood--and again--what might these things mean?
Mulvaney was shaking him savagely. Meantime the men in the room howled with delight. There was war in the confederacy at last--war and the breaking of bonds.
Barrack-room etiquette is stringent. On the direct challenge must follow the direct reply. This is more binding than the ties of tried friendship. Once again Mulvaney repeated the question. Learoyd answered by the only means in his power, and so swiftly that the Irishman had barely time to avoid the blow. The laughter around increased. Learoyd looked bewilderedly at his friend--himself as greatly bewildered.
Ortheris dropped from the table because his world was falling.
"Come outside," said Mulvaney, and as the occupants of the barrack-room prepared joyously to follow, he turned and said furiously, "There will be no fight this night--onless any wan av you is wishful to a.s.sist. The man that does, follows on."
No man moved. The three pa.s.sed out into the moonlight, Learoyd fumbling with the b.u.t.tons of his coat. The parade-ground was deserted except for the scurrying jackals. Mulvaney"s impetuous rush carried his companions far into the open ere Learoyd attempted to turn round and continue the discussion.
"Be still now. "Twas my fault for beginnin" things in the middle av an end, Jock. I should ha" comminst wid an explanation; but Jock, dear, on your sowl are ye fit, think you, for the finest fight that iver was--betther than fightin" me? Considher before ye answer."
More than ever puzzled, Learoyd turned round two or three times, felt an arm, kicked tentatively, and answered, "Ah"m fit." He was accustomed to fight blindly at the bidding of the superior mind.
They sat them down, the men looking on from afar, and Mulvaney untangled himself in mighty words.
"Followin" your fools" scheme I wint out into the thrackless desert beyond the barricks. An" there I met a pious Hindu dhriving a bullock-kyart. I tuk ut for granted he wud be delighted for to convoy me a piece, an" I jumped in--"
"You long, lazy, black-haired swine," drawled Ortheris, who would have done the same thing under similar circ.u.mstances.
""Twas the height av policy. That naygur-man dhruv miles an" miles--as far as the new railway line they"re buildin" now back av the Tavi river.
""Tis a kyart for dhirt only," says he now an" again timoreously, to get me out av ut. "Dhirt I am," sez I, "an" the dhryest that you iver kyarted. Dhrive on, me son, an glory be wid you." At that I wint to slape, an" took no heed till he pulled up on the embankmint av the line where the coolies were pilin" mud. There was a matther av two thousand coolies on that line--you remimber that. Prisintly a bell rang, an" they throops off to a big pay-shed. "Where"s the white man in charge?" sez I to my kyart-dhriver. "In the shed," sez he, "engaged on a riffle."--"A fwhat?" sez I. "Riffle," sez he. "You take ticket. He take money. You get nothin"."--
"Oho!" sez I, "that"s fwhat the shuperior an" cultivated man calls a raffle, me misbeguided child av darkness an" sin. Lead on to that raffle, though fwhat the mischief "tis doin" so far away from uts home--which is the charity-bazaar at Christmas, an" the colonel"s wife grinnin" behind the tea-table--is more than I know." Wid that I wint to the shed an" found "twas pay-day among the coolies. Their wages was on a table forninst a big, fine, red buck av a man--sivun fut high, four fut wide, an" three fut thick, wid a fist on him like a corn-sack. He was payin" the coolies fair an" easy, but he wud ask each man if he wud raffle that month, an" each man sez? "Yes," av course. Thin he wud deduct from their wages accordin". Whin all was paid, he filled an ould cigar-box full av gun-wads an" scatthered ut among the coolies. They did not take much joy av that performince, an" small wondher. A man close to me picks up a black gun-wad an" sings out, "I have ut."--"Good may ut do you," sez I. The coolie wint forward to this big, fine, red man, who threw a cloth off av the most sumpshus, jooled, enamelled an" variously bedivilled sedan-chair I iver saw."
"Sedan-chair! Put your "ead in a bag. That was a palanquin. Don"t yer know a palanquin when you see it?" said Ortheris with great scorn.
"I chuse to call ut sedan-chair, an" chair ut shall be, little man,"
continued the Irishman. ""Twas a most amazin" chair--all lined wid pink silk an" fitted wid red silk curtains. "Here ut is," sez the red man.
"Here ut is," sez the coolie, an" he grinned weakly-ways. "Is ut any use to you?" sez the red man. "No," sez the coolie; "I"d like to make a presint av ut to you."--"I am graciously pleased to accept that same,"
sez the red man; an" at that all the coolies cried aloud in fwhat was mint for cheerful notes, an" wint back to their diggin", lavin" me alone in the shed. The red man saw me, an" his face grew blue on his big, fat neck. "Fwhat d"you want here?" sez he. "Standin"-room an" no more," sez I, "onless it may be fwhat ye niver had, an" that"s manners, ye rafflin"
ruffian," for I was not goin" to have the Service throd upon. "Out of this," sez he. "I"m in charge av this section av construction."--"I"m in charge av mesilf," sez I, "an" it"s like I will stay a while. D"ye raffle much in these parts?"--"Fwhat"s that to you?" sez he. "Nothin","
sez I, "but a great dale to you, for begad I"m thinkin" you get the full half av your revenue from that sedan-chair. Is ut always raffled so?" I sez, an" wid that I wint to a coolie to ask questions. Bhoys, that man"s name is Dearsley, an" he"s been rafflin" that ould sedan-chair monthly this matther av nine months. Ivry coolie on the section takes a ticket--or he gives "em the go--wanst a month on pay-day. Ivry coolie that wins ut gives ut back to him, for "tis too big to carry away, an"
he"d sack the man that thried to sell ut. That Dearsley has been makin"
the rowlin" wealth av Roshus by nefarious rafflin". Think av the burnin"
shame to the sufferin" coolie-man that the army in Injia are bound to protect an" nourish in their bosoms! Two thousand coolies defrauded wanst a month!"
"Dom t" coolies. Has"t gotten t" cheer, man?" said Learoyd.
"Hould on. Havin" onearthed this amazin" an" stupenjus fraud committed by the man Dearsley, I hild a council av war; he thryin" all the time to sejuce me into a fight with opprobrious language. That sedan-chair niver belonged by right to any foreman av coolies. "Tis a king"s chair or a quane"s. There"s gold on ut an" silk an" all manner av trapesemints.
Bhoys, "tis not for me to countenance any sort av wrong-doin"--me bein"
the ould man--but--anyway he has had ut nine months, an" he dare not make throuble av ut was taken from him. Five miles away, or ut may be six--"
There was a long pause, and the jackals howled merrily. Learoyd bared one arm, and contemplated it in the moonlight. Then he nodded partly to himself and partly to his friends. Ortheris wriggled with suppressed emotion.
"I thought ye wud see the reasonableness av ut," said Mulvaney. "I made bould to say as much to the man before. He was for a direct front attack--fut, horse, an" guns--an" all for nothin", seein" that I had no thransport to convey the machine away. "I will not argue wid you," sez I, "this day, but subsequently, Mister Dearsley, me rafflin" jool, we talk ut out lengthways. "Tis no good policy to swindle the naygur av his hard-earned emolumints, an" by presint informashin""--"twas the kyart man that tould me--"ye"ve been perpethrating that same for nine months.
But I"m a just man," sez I, "an" overlookin" the presumpshin that yondher settee wid the gilt top was not come by honust"--at that he turned sky-green, so I knew things was more thrue than tellable--"not come by honust, I"m willin" to compound the felony for this month"s winnin"s.""
"Ah! Ho!" from Learoyd and Ortheris.
"That man Dearsley"s rushin" on his fate," continued Mulvaney, solemnly wagging his head. "All h.e.l.l had no name bad enough for me that tide.
Faith, he called me a robber! Me! that was savin" him from continuin"
in his evil ways widout a remonstrince--an" to a man av conscience a remonstrince may change the chune av his life. ""Tis not for me to argue," sez I, "fwhatever ye are, Mister Dearsley, but, by my hand, I"ll take away the temptation for you that lies in that sedan-chair."--"You will have to fight me for ut," sez he, "for well I know you will never dare make report to any one."--"Fight I will," sez I, "but not this day, for I"m rejuced for want av nourishment."--"Ye"re an ould bould hand,"
sez he, sizin" me up an" down; "an" a jool av a fight we will have.
Eat now an" dhrink, an" go your way." Wid that he gave me some hump an"
whisky--good whisky--an" we talked av this an" that the while. "It goes hard on me now," sez I, wipin" my mouth, "to confiscate that piece av furniture, but justice is justice."--"Ye"ve not got ut yet," sez he; "there"s the fight between."--"There is," sez I, "an" a good fight. Ye shall have the pick av the best quality in my rigimint for the dinner you have given this day." Thin I came hot-foot to you two. Hould your tongue, the both. "Tis this way. To-morrow we three will go there an" he shall have his pick betune me an" Jock. Jock"s a deceivin" fighter, for he is all fat to the eye, an" he moves slow. Now, I"m all beef to the look, an" I move quick. By my reckonin" the Dearsley man won"t take me; so me an" Orth"ris "ll see fair play. Jock, I tell you,"twill be big fightin"--whipped, wid the cream above the jam. Afther the business "twill take a good three av us--Jock "ll be very hurt--to haul away that sedan-chair."
"Palanquin." This from Ortheris.
"Fwhatever ut is, we must have ut. "Tis the only sellin" piece av property widin reach that we can get so cheap. An" fwhat"s a fight afther all? He has robbed the naygur-man, dishonust. We rob him honust for the sake av the whisky he gave me."
"But wot"ll we do with the bloomin" article when we"ve got it? Them palanquins are as big as "ouses, an" uncommon "ard to sell, as McCleary said when ye stole the sentry-box from the Curragh."