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away to Appah Rao's house； and Sharpe and Lawford were alone。 'I don't even have a gun；' the Lieutenant said nervously。
'Soon remedy that；' Sharpe said confidently。 'e on now。'
Sharpe led； plunging into the intricate maze of small streets that surrounded the palace。 A white man's face was not so unusual as to attract attention in Seringapatam； for there were plenty of Europeans serving the Tippoo； but even so Sharpe did not fancy his chances in a red coat。 He did not fancy his chances much at all； but he would be damned before he abandoned his fellow soldiers to the Tippoo's mine。
He hurried past a shuttered goldsmith's shop and half glimpsed； deep in its shadowed entrance； an armed man who was standing guard on the property。 'Stay here；' he toldLawford； then slung the musket on his shoulder and doubled back。 He pushed a wandering cow out of his way and ducked into the goldsmith's entrance。 'How are you feeling today？' he said pleasantly to the man who； speaking no English； just frowned in confusion。 He was still frowning when Sharpe's left fist buried itself in his belly。 He grunted； but then the right fist smacked him on the bridge of his nose and he was in no state to resist as Sharpe stripped him of musket and cartridge box。 For good measure Sharpe gave the man a tap on the skull with the butt end of the musket； then went back to the street。 'One musket； sir； filthy as hell； but she'll fire。 Cartridges too。'
Lawford opened the musket's pan to check that it was loaded。 'Just what do you plan to do； Sharpe？' the Lieutenant asked。
'Don't know； sir。 Won't know till we get there。'
'You're going to the mine？'
'Aye； sir。'
'There'll be guards。'
'Like as not。'
'And only two of us。'
'I can count； sir。' Sharpe grinned。 'It's reading I find hard。 But my letters are ing on； aren't they？'
'You're reading well；' Lawford said。 Probably； the Lieutenant thought； as well as most seven…year…olds； but it had still been gratifying to see the pleasure Sharpe took from the process； even if his only reading matter was a crumpled page of the Revelation full of mysterious beasts with wings that covered their eyes。 'I'll get you some more interesting books when we're out of here；' Lawford promised。
'I'd like that； sir；' Sharpe said； then ran across a street junction。 The fear of an imminent assault had served to empty the streets of their usual crowds； but the alleys were clogged with parked carts。 Stray dogs barked as the two men hurried southwards； but there were few people to remark theirpresence。 'There； sir； there's our bloody answer；' Sharpe said。 He had run from a street into a small square； and now jerked back into the shadows。 Lawford peered about the corner to see that the small open space was filled with handcarts； and that the handcarts were piled with rockets。 'Waiting to take them up to the wall； I dare say；' Sharpe said。 'Got so many up there already they have to store the rest down here。 What we do； sir； is take one cart； go down that next street and have a private Guy Fawkes day。'
'There are guards。'
'Of course there are。'
'I mean on the rocket carts； Sharpe。'
'They're nothing；' Sharpe said scornfully。 'If those fellows were any good they'd be up on the walls。 Can't be nothing but maimed men and grandfathers。 Rubbish。 All we have to do is shout at the buggers。 Are you ready？'
Lawford looked into his panion's face。 'You're enjoying this； aren't you； Sharpe？'
'Aye； sir。 Aren't you？'
Tm scared as hell；' Lawford admitted。
Sharpe smiled。 'You won't be when we're through； sir。 We're going to be all right。 You just behave as though you owned the bloody place。 You officers are supposed to be good at that； aren't you？ So I'll grab a cart and you shout at the rubbish。 Tell them Gudin sent us。 e on； sir； time's wasting。 Just walk out there as though we owned the place。'
Sharpe brazenly walked into the sunlight； his musket slung on his shoulder； and Lawford followed him。 'You won't tell anyone that I confessed to being scared？' the Lieutenant asked。
'Of course not； sir。 You think I'm not scared myself？ Jesus； I almost fouled my breeches when that bloody tiger jumped at me。 I've never seen a thing move so bloody fast。 But I wasn't going to show I was scared in front of bloody Hakeswill。Hey； you！ Are you in charge？' Sharpe shouted imperiously at a man who squatted beside one of the carts。 'Move your bloody self； I want the cart。'
The man sprang aside as Sharpe jerked up the handles。 There must have been fifty rockets in the cart； more than enough for Sharpe's purpose。 Two other men shouted protests at Sharpe； but Lawford waved them down。 'Colonel Gudin sent us。 Understand？' Lawford said。 'Colonel Gudin。 He sent us。' The Lieutenant followed Sharpe down the street leading south from the square。 'Those two men are ing after us；' he said nervously。
'Shout at the buggers； sir。 You're an officer！'
'Back！' Lawford shouted。 'To your duties！ Go on！ Now！ Do as I say； damn your eyes！ Go！' He paused； then gave a delighted chuckle。 'Good God； Sharpe； it worked。'
'Works with us； sir； should work with them；' Sharpe said。 He turned a corner and saw the towering sculptures of the big Hindu temple。 He recognized where he was now and he knew the alley leading to the mine was only a few yards away。 It would be filled with guards； but Sharpe now had a whole arsenal of his own。
'We can't do anything if there isn't an attack；' Lawford said。
'I know that； sir。'
'So what do we do if there isn't an assault？'
'Hide； sir。'
'Where； for God's sake？'
'Lali will take us in； sir。 You remember Lali； don't you； sir？'
Lawford blushed at the memory of his introduction to Seringapatam's brothels。 'You really believe she'll hide us？'
'She thinks you're sweet； sir。' Sharpe grinned。 T've seen her a couple of times since that first night； sir； and she always asks after you。 I reckon you made a conquest there； sir。'
'Good God； Sharpe； you won't tell anyone？''Me； sir？' Sharpe pretended to be shocked。 'Not a word； sir。'
Then； very suddenly； and far off； muffled by distance so that it was thin and wavering； a trumpet sounded。
And every gun in creation seemed to fire at once。
Baird clambered up the trench wall； climbed over the sandbags and turned to face his men。 'Now； my brave fellows；' he shouted in his broad Scottish accent； waving his sword towards the city； 'follow me and prove yourselves worthy of the name British soldiers！'
The Forlorn Hopes were already on their way。 The moment Baird had climbed out of the trench the seventy…six men of the two Hopes had scrambled over the lip and began running。 They splashed through the Little Cauvery； then sprinted towards the larger river。 The air about them churned with noise。 Every siege gun had fired at almost the same instant and the breach was a boiling mass of dust； while the huge sound of the guns was echoing back from the walls。 The banners of Britain streamed as the leading men ran into the South Cauvery。 The first bullets plucked at the water； throwing up small fountains； but the Forlorn Hopes did not notice the firing。 They were screaming their challenge and racing each other to be first up the breach。
'Fire！' the Tip