On the 6th May, British artillery started bombarding suspected insurgent strongpoints in Bareilly. Next day, with the dust and smoke still drifting across the city, Campbell drove in his column without resistance. The enemy had fled.
"We"re still chasing Jayanti." Jack lit another cheroot, coughed, and sat on the chair next to Elliot. A servant salaamed and brought a brass bowl, brimming with water.
"Do we know where she is?"
"Not yet, Arthur. Colonel Hook suggests that we ask the prisoners."
Elliot snorted. "I"m sure they will willingly tell all before we hang them." He looked up. "How"s your Pushtu? Alternatively, will they speak Hindustani? I can speak about a dozen words in total."
"I know a few words, and I know good translator," Jack said.
"Do you mean Mary?" Elliot lifted the
