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Gudin had e forward with Sharpe and now spoke to the Tippoo's interpreter in French； and the interpreter translated into Persian； which left Sharpe none the wiser。 So far as he was concerned the events of the previous night had been a shambles； but it was evident that Gudin was telling atale of high heroics for the Tippoo kept giving Sharpe appreciative glances。 Sharpe stared back in fascination。 The Tippoo had grey eyes； a dark skin and a finely trimmed black moustache。 At a distance he looked plump； even soft； but closer there was a grimness to his face which persuaded Sharpe that Colonel Gudin had been right when he claimed that this man was a fine soldier。 Sharpe towered over the Tippoo so much that if he looked straight ahead he found himself gazing at the huge stone in the Tippoo's plume。 It did not look like glass。 It looked like one giant ruby； the size of a piece of grapeshot。 It was held in a delicate gold clasp； and had to be worth a bloody fortune。 Sharpe remembered his promise to give Mary a proper ruby on the day he married her； and he almost grinned at the thought of stealing the Tippoo's stone。 Then he forgot the stone as the Tippoo asked some questions； but Sharpe was not required to answer for Colonel Gudin did all his speaking for him。 Once the questions were answered the Tippoo looked up into Sharpe's eyes and spoke directly to him。 'He says；' Gudin translated the interpreter's words； 'that you have proved yourself a worthy soldier of Mysore。 He is proud to have you in his forces； and he looks forward to the day when； with the infidel beaten back from the city； you can bee a full and proper member of his army。'
'Does that mean I'll have to be circumvented； sir？' Sharpe asked。
'It means you are extraordinarily grateful to His Majesty； as I shall now tell him；' Gudin said and duly did so； and when that statement had been translated； the Tippoo smiled and turned to an attendant； took the last of the medallions from its silk…lined basket； and reached up to put it round Sharpe's neck。 Sharpe stooped to make it easier； and blushed as the Tippoo's face came close。 He could smell a pungent perfume on the monarch； then Sharpe stepped back and； just like the other soldiers； he lifted the medallion to his lips。 Healmost swore as he did so； for the thing was not made of brass at all； but of heavy gold。
'Back away；' Gudin muttered。
Sharpe bowed to the Tippoo and backed clumsily to his place in the line。 The Tippoo spoke again； though this time no one bothered to translate for Sharpe； and then the small ceremony was over and the Tippoo turned and went back into his palace。
'You are now officially a hero of Mysore；' Gudin said drily； 'one of the Tippoo's beloved tigers。'
'Don't deserve to be； sir；' Sharpe said； peering at the medallion。 One side was patterned with an intricate design； while the other showed a tiger's face； though the face seemed to be cunningly constructed from the whorls of an intricate script。 'Does it say something； sir？' he asked Gudin。
'It says； Sharpe； 〃Assad Allah al…ghalib〃； which is Arabic and it means 〃The Lion of God is victorious。〃'
'Lion； not tiger？'
'It's a verse from the Koran； Sharpe； the Muslim Bible； and I suspect the holy book does not mention tigers。 It can't； otherwise I'm sure the Tippoo would use the quotation。'
'Funny； isn't it？' Sharpe said； peering at the heavy gold medallion。
'What is？'
'The British beast is the lion； sir。' Sharpe chuckled； then hefted the gold in his hand。 'Is he a rich bugger； the Tippoo？'
'As rich as can be；' Gudin said drily。
'And those are real stones？ That ruby in his hat and the diamond in his dagger？'
'Both worth a king's ransom； Sharpe； but be careful。 The diamond is called the Moonstone and is supposed to bring ill luck to anyone who steals it。'
'I wasn't thinking of thieving it； sir；' Sharpe said； though he had been thinking exactly that。 'But what about this？' He lifted the heavy medallion again。 'Do I get to keep it？''Of course you do。 Though I might say you only received it because I somewhat exaggerated your exploits。'
Sharpe unlooped the medallion。 'You can have it； sir。' He pushed the heavy gold towards the Frenchman。 'Really； sir！ Go on。'
Gudin backed away and held up his hands in horror。 'If the Tippoo discovered you had given it away； Sharpe； he would never forgive you！ Never！ That's a badge of honour。 You must wear it always。' The Colonel pulled out a Breguet watch and clicked open its lid。 'I have duties； Sharpe； and that reminds me。 Your woman will be waiting for you in the small temple beside Appah Rao's house。 You know where that is？'
'No； sir。'
'Go to the north side of the big Hindu temple；' the Colonel said； 'and keep walking。 You will e almost to the city wall。 Turn left there and you will see the temple on your left。 It has one of those cows over the gate。'
'Why do they put cows over the gates； sir？'
'For the same reason we put images of a tortured man in our churches。 Religion。 You ask too many questions； Sharpe。' The Colonel smiled。 'Your woman will meet you there； but remember； Corporal； guard duty at sundown！' With those words Gudin strode away and Sharpe； with one final glance at the somnolent tiger； followed。
It was not hard to find the small temple that lay opposite an old gateway that led through the western defences。 It was these walls that McCandless had warned against； but Sharpe； staring at them from the temple entrance； could see nothing strange about them。 A long ramp ran up to the firestep and a pair of soldiers were struggling to push a handcart loaded with rockets to the ramparts where a dozen great guns stood unattended in their embrasures； but he could see nothing sinister； no trap to destroy an army。 One of the Tippoo's sun…blazoned flags flew on a tall staff above the gatehouseitself； flanked by two smaller green flags that showed a silver device。 The wind lifted one of the flags and Sharpe saw it was the same calligraphic tiger head that was engraved on his medal。 He grinned。 That was something to show Mary。
He went into the temple； but Mary had not yet arrived。 Sharpe found a patch of shade in a niche to one side of the open courtyard from where he watched a stark…naked man with a white stripe painted across his bald pate who was sitting cross…legged in front of an idol that had a man's body； a monkey's head and was painted red； green and yellow。 Another god； this one with seven cobra heads； stood in a niche that was littered with fading flowers。 The cross…legged man did not move； Sharpe could swear he did not even blink； not even when two other worshippers came to the temple。 One was a tall slim woman in a pale…green sari with a small diamond glinting in the side of her nose。 Her panion was a tall man dressed in the Tippoo's tiger…striped tunic with a musket slung on one shoulder and a silver…hilted sword hanging at his side。 He was a fine…looking man； a fitting panion for the elegant woman who crossed to a third idol； this one a seated goddess with four sets of arms。 The woman touched her joined hands to her forehead； bowed low； then reached forward and rang a tiny handbell to attract the goddess's attention。 It was only then that Sharpe re