We met with no further adventure during our march, and duly arrived at our stage by the usual hour. "Ameer Ali," said my father, coming to me shortly afterwards, "is the Nuwab to be ours or not? If you have invited him as a guest, say so? if not, you had better arrange something."
"A guest!" cried I; "oh no: he must be disposed of; there can be no difficulty where there so many good places to destroy him."
"Impossible!" said my father; "on horseback it would be madness. He is a beautiful rider, and his horse is too spirited; the least confusion would make him bound, and who could hold him? We must devise some other plan."
"Leave all to me," said I; "if there is no absolute necessity for selecting a place, I will watch my opportunity."
[CHAPTER XXIV.]
"I suppose you have long ere this guessed, my friends," said I to Bhudrinath and Surfuraz Khan next day, "why the Nuwab is in our company."
"We can have little doubt," replied the former, "since you have brought him so far; but tell us, what are your wishes,—how is it to be managed? It will be impossible to attack him on the road; he would cut down some of us to a certainty, and I for one have no ambition to be made an end of just at present."
"You are right," said I; "we must not risk anything; still I think an opportunity will not long be wanting."
"How?" cried both at the same moment.