"No; there is no chance of our being able to be back before morning."
He touched his horse, and then trotted on again. Not a word was spoken, until they had gone a few hundred yards, and then Dick checked his horse, and, as Annie came alongside, held out his hand and said:
"Thank God, Annie, that we have got you safely back onto English territory."
[Chapter 17]: Back At Tripataly.
Annie's lips moved, as Dick announced that they had crossed the Mysore boundary, but no sound came from them. He saw her eyes close, and she reeled in the saddle.
"Hold her, Surajah," Dick exclaimed, "or she will fall."
Leaning over, Surajah caught her by the shoulder; and Dick, leaping to the ground, stopped her horse, and, lifting her from the saddle, seated her upon a bank and supported her.
"Some water, Surajah!" he exclaimed.
Surajah poured a little water from the skin into the hollow of Dick's hand, and the latter sprinkled the girl's face with it.
"I have not fainted," she murmured, opening her eyes, "but I turned giddy. I shall be better, directly."