"
I made no reply, but stood waiting.
"Be it so," Sandip went on. "Finish your special talk with
Amulya. But then you must give me a special talk all to myself
too, or it will mean a defeat for me. I can stand everything,
but not defeat. My share must always be the lion's share. This
has been my constant quarrel with Providence. I will defeat the
Dispenser of my fate, but not take defeat at his hands." With a
crushing look at Amulya, Sandip walked out of the room.
"Amulya, my own little brother, you must do one thing for me," I
said.
"I will stake my life for whatever duty you may lay on me,
sister."
I brought out my jewel-box from the folds of my shawl and placed
it before him. "Sell or pawn these," I said, "and get me six
thousand rupees as fast as ever you can."
"No, no, Sister Rani," said Amulya, touched to the quick. "Let
these jewels be. I will get you six thousand all the same."
"Oh, don't be silly," I said impatiently. "There is no time for
any nonsense. Take this box. Get away to Calcutta by the night
train. And bring me the money by the day after tomorrow
positively.
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