You may cable also from
Aden and Port Said."
The luncheon was "a short horse and soon curried." For a half an
hour Hugh Johnstone earnestly whispered to his nephew, whose face
was grave and ashen. At last the old man concluded, "Here is a letter
to use at Delhi. There will be a telegram already in the hands of
the two parties intended.
"'Remember! You are to go, but once, from here to your lodgings.
Then simply disappear! Take nothing but a mackintosh, an umbrella,
and your traveling bag. Buy at Madras what you want. Here's a
couple of hundred pounds. You will find the engine at the station
now in waiting for you. The whole line is open for you. Do your
Delhi work at night. The train will be made up for you the very
moment you arrive at Delhi. I give you just one day to connect with
the Rangoon at Madras. You are not for one single moment to lose
your charge from sight till on the steamer. From Brindisi, the
directions I have given cover all. Here is an envelope for the
Swiss woman which will make her your friend. Now go, Douglas! This
is the foundation of your fortune. If you succeed, you will have
all I leave behind in India. In case of any trouble in India,
telegraph instantly to this address, and I will join you at once.
Memorize this address, and destroy it then! Telegraph to me from
Delhi, but only when you start. And, when you sail from Madras,
only the name of the steamer.
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