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Tue Apr 04 17:10:08 2017 1 The Project Gutenberg EBook of Rung Ho!, by Talbot Mundy This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever.
You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: Rung Ho! Author: Talbot Mundy Release Date: February, 2004 Posting Date: June 2, 2009 [EBook #5153] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK RUNG HO! *** Produced by M.R.J. RUNG HO! A Novel By Talbot Mundy RUNG HO! CHAPTER I Howrah City bows the knee More or less to masters three, King, and Prince, and Siva. Howrah City pays in pain Taxes which the royal twain Give to priests, to give again (More or less) to Siva. THAT was no time or place for any girl of twenty to be wandering unprotected.
Rosemary McClean knew it; the old woman, of the sweeper caste, that is no caste at all,--the hag with the flat breasts and wrinkled skin, who followed her dogwise, and was no more protection than a toothless dog,--knew it well, and growled about it in incessant undertones that met with neither comment nor response. -Leave a pearl of price to glisten on the street, yes!- she grumbled. -Perhaps none might notice it--perhaps! But her--here--at this time--- She would continue in a rumbling growl of half-prophetic catalogues of evil--some that she had seen to happen, some that she imagined, and not any part of which was in the least improbable. Tue Apr 04 17:10:08 2017 2 As the girl passed through the stenching, many-hued bazaar, the roar would cease for a second and then rise again.
Turbaned and pugreed--Mohammedan and Hindoo--men of all grades of color, language, and belief, but with only one theory on women, would stare first at the pony that she rode, then at her, and then at the ancient grandmother who trotted in her wake.
Low jests would greet the grandmother, and then the trading...





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