“Better, certainly; Dr Robson says so.”
“I hope he is; but I don’t like to see him so white and with those dark marks under his eyes.”
“Robson says it is only weakness.”
“Then you must set to and make him strong.”
Another message from the Rajah arrived soon after, with the news that the enemy were retiring; and before half-an-hour had elapsed Dick was summoned from Hulton’s bedside to meet one of the ruler’s chief officers, who had come to request that the two English captains, as he called them, would come on and see the Rajah at once.
“We must go, I suppose,” said Wyatt aside to his young companion; “only I don’t like being bothered like this.” Then to the officer:
“Tell his highness we will have our horses saddled and come on soon.”
“An elephant is waiting at the gate,” said the officer respectfully, “and the escort with it.”
Wyatt nodded, and, after summoning the acting-lieutenant and giving him his instructions, the pair mounted, and the escort led and followed.
“We may as well take the honours conferred upon us,” said Wyatt, “but I would rather walk.”