Saturday, December 5, 2009

Stopping. Mach! he thought as they intersected. Exchange not yet. There be a trap for me here I needs must spring. Then he was out of phase. He turned as if reorienting and walked back into Mach. Understood Mach replied. /.

Suddenly Suraklin's obsessive desire to preserve the things in his life as they were to hold to those joys no matter who else suffered for them and to keep the taste of them on the tongue so they would not slide away into the fast flowing darkness of time. She forced the feeling down telling herself One thing at a time. Caris was right. There were some times when it did not pay to think too much. Shaken inside she sat down by the hearth again and began digging.
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Driving rain. It was dreary work standing in the gate-way hour after hour in such weather. I tried again and again to make my Sikhs talk but without much success. At two in the morning the rounds passed and broke for a moment the weariness of the night. Finding that my companions would not be led into conversation I took out my pipe and laid down my musket to strike the match. In an instant the two Sikhs were upon me. One of them snatched my firelock up and levelled it at my head while the other held a great knife to my throat and swore between his teeth that he would plunge it into me if I moved a step. "My first thought was that these fellows were in league with the rebels and that this was the beginning of an assault. If our door were in the hands of the Sepoys the place must fall and the women and children be treated as they were in.
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