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"Sahib, there is some one coming -- in a jampan," was the bearer's surprising announcement to Jervis, who was sitting under a tree in the garden, busily engaged in painting a portrait of the bearer's grandson. Now, a jampan, or dandy, is a sort of hill sedan-chair, and a mode of conveyance exclusively reserved for ladies.
Who could the lady be who was coming to the Pela Kothi? thought the young man, starting to his feet. Honor? Impossible! Mrs. Brande? No -- the big picnic had dispersed ten days ago. He hurried out into the verandah, and shaded his eyes with his hand. Yes, sure enough, a dandy, borne by four men, and containing some one holding an enormous white umbrella -- some one being carried backwards up the hill, followed by a native on a pony and two coolies with luggage. The _cortége_ were distinctly making for the house, for they turned off the road into the direct path; but all that was visible was the white umbrella bobbing along among the tall jungle grass -- and the white umbrella was approaching, as sure as fate.