human
Yes, so it has pleased God, he said.
gpt
Thy father was killed, fighting in the temple; and in the confusion afterwards, robbers attacked the house where your mother was and the other, and they also died.
human
No--no, it could not be! cried Tara, quickly and eagerly.
gpt
Jánoo Näik would be there; he would fight for them and protect them.
human
Jánoo himself told me this: he told me he saw them dead--two women, very fair, the elder Anunda, and the younger wife, Radha Bye. Some of Jánoo's people are killed in the house, and he could not save them. Thy father? he continued, as he saw her lips apparently moving, though the word was not spoken.
gpt
Yes, two men, priests in the temple, Khundoo Bhópey and Rama Bhópey--I asked their names--who lifted him upon the litter in which he was carried away, said he was dead and already burned. What can I do with thee or for thee now? he continued.
human
Speak, and I will do it, lady, truly and faithfully.
gpt
Is it true? she asked dreamily, and with a rough husky voice, and staring at him with those great scared eyes.
human
The Bhópeys would not tell lies.
gpt
I swear it by the dead, it is true, replied Fazil.
human
I have neither rested nor eaten till I found out the truth. Had there been any one, even a servant, I would have sent for thee. Jánoo told me there was no one belonging to thee in the town, no relatives;--and the Brahmuns are all fled. Men say they will not return to a polluted shrine, and Jánoo Näik and others said you had relatives at Wye, where we are going.
gpt
Yes, she said calmly, and as if echoing his words,
human
My mother and sister will be with us, added Fazil,
gpt
Who art thou? she said gently;
human
I, Fazil, the son of Afzool Khan of Beejapoor,
gpt
They say Pathans respect women's honour, she returned, rousing herself.
human
A poor orphan girl will not be without pity in your sight. Ah! sir, I am sorely bewildered now, she continued, beating helplessly with her hands on her lap.
gpt
I cannot think or speak, and my heart is dried up; but he told me--that old man--that you were true, and they loved you, all of them!--and so be kind to Tara, and do not deceive her; she will die soon, and go away, and will trouble you no more.
human
By Alla! by my sister's honour! I will be true to thee, O lady! cried Fazil earnestly;
gpt
he continued, to Shêre Khan;
human
he continued to the men as they approached,
gpt
he said once more to Tara;