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[Used Book] The Moghul - Thomas Hoover [Condition: C]

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Author: Thomas Hoover

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Publisher: Sphere

Publication year: 1984

ISBN: 9780722148006


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Excerpt: ...forgotten my orders?" "Forgive me, Sharif Sahib. " The eunuch bowed ever lower and raised his clasped palms in involuntary supplication. "He has demanded an audience. He claimed he has arrived last night from the Deccan. He was with the prince . . ." Nadir Sharifs body tensed perceptibly. "What name did he give?" "A Rajput name, Sharif Sahib. He said he was requested by Her Highness, the princess, to report to you immediately on arriving. " Nadir Sharifs heart skipped a beat. Does this mean the English feringhi has arrived? Allah On this of all days. "Tell him I am at home. " The voice was coolly matter-of-fact. The eunuch bowed again and disappeared without a word. As Nadir Sharif watched his skirt vanish past the doorway tapestry, he tried to clear his mind and decide quickly what now must be done. Instinctively he turned once more to monitor the darshan balcony. Still nothing. Then he smiled fleetingly, realizing that the fate of the Englishman would depend very much on what happened at darshan this very morning. The visitor appeared, in freshly brushed red turban and jeweled earrings, and wordlessly strode past the eunuch at the doorway, pushing the partially opened tapestry aside as though a foe in battle. There was about the man the haughty carriage and contemptuous eyes always encountered among Rajputs in high places, and Nadir Sharif recognized him immediately. The prime minister also knew this particular Rajput had never trusted him, and never would. "Nimaste, Sharif Sahib. " Vasant Rao's salaam was correct but cold. "It's always a pleasure to see you. " "When did you arrive?" "Last evening. " "Have you arranged lodgings for the English feringhi? Even before informing me you were here?" "He has no lodgings yet, Sharif Sahib, only rooms at a guest house. The feringhi insisted no one be informed of his arrival. He did not say why...".