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Henty, G. A. (George Alfred), 1832-1902

"A Story of the War with Tippoo Saib"

If not, we
must wait till it gets dark again, and then go on as we are now. Are
you comfortable, child?"
"Very comfortable, Dick."
They were talking in English now, for the first time since they
started.
"I have almost forgotten how to talk English," she said. "We white
girls always used to talk it, when we were together, so as not to
forget it; and since the last one went, three years ago, I have always
talked it to myself, for a bit, before going to sleep, so as to keep
it up; but it does not come anything like so easy as the other. Still,
I like talking it to you. It almost seems as if I were at home again.
You see, I have never heard a man talk English, since I was carried
away. Even now, I can hardly believe this is not a happy dream, and
that I shall not wake up, presently, and find myself a slave girl in
the harem."
"It is pleasant to me to talk English, too," Dick said, "though it is
only a few months since I last spoke it. Now, the best thing you can
do is to try and get off to sleep again. When we stop you shall have
breakfast. I am sure you must want something. You have had nothing
since you ate a mouthful or two, in my room, before starting."
"Oh, I have slept hours and hours!" she said.


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