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also the most confusing. The uprising came, you know. Not nearly as swift or unexpected as the<br />
reports claim. As military men, Roland and Anthony were both aware there was discontent among<br />
the native populace, but most of the reported trouble had been inland and it was widely believed that<br />
the coastline, and thus Bombay, would be safe.” Geraldine grimaced. “Perhaps I should say that it<br />
was widely believed that all the English in India would be safe. The men and women of the Raj were<br />
rather naïve, you see. They thought that the Indians loved them unquestioningly, as children love their<br />
parents. But Anthony knew better. He understood that the danger was real and much closer than<br />
anyone was willing to admit. In fact, it is almost as if he had a premonition. Against all my romantic<br />
and rather foolish protests, he insisted that I return at once to England.”<br />
“And thank God that he did,” said Tom. Geraldine’s story had left him very nearly in<br />
shock, as evidenced by the fact he had stopped drinking. As many evenings as he had spent in his<br />
aunt’s home, he had never heard anything about a man named Anthony Weaver or even a voyage to<br />
India. Had never known how close his beloved Aunt Gerry had been to being caught up in the<br />
infamous Indian Mutiny of 1857, which had resulted in the murder of nearly 400 British, a sizeable<br />
percentage of them women and children.<br />
“What of Rose?” Trevor said.<br />
“Roland wished for her to leave as well, but she was, at the advanced age of thirty-nine,<br />
at last expecting a child and thus her doctors forbad the trip,” Geraldine said. “As it turns out, their<br />
advice was sound, for she delivered safely in Bombay. But poor Roland was killed in the uprising<br />
before he ever got to see his son, and then Anthony -“<br />
Here she stopped and Tom was aware that around the table they were all holding their<br />
collective breath. The candles had sunk into a puddle, and the light was nearly gone.<br />
“The next time I heard from Anthony,” Geraldine finally continued, “was when I<br />
received a letter explaining to me that he had married his best friend’s widow and was prepared to<br />
raise Roland’s son as his own. He said that his loyalty to his captain surpassed all others, especially<br />
in light of the horrid manner in which the man had died. Roland was a true hero, you see, impaled on<br />
a host of swords as he sacrificed himself trying to save a woman and her five children.”<br />
“And you never saw Anthony again?” Tom said. “Never heard from him at all until<br />
yesterday?”<br />
Geraldine shook her head. “As far as I know, neither Anthony nor Rose ever returned to<br />
England, not even for a visit.”<br />
“Because their rapid marriage was a scandal?” Trevor asked. The memories were<br />
obviously painful, but it seemed a greater kindness to treat the story as a case study, and thus<br />
impersonal. Offering sympathy over a jilting thirty years in the past would only insult a woman as<br />
independent as Geraldine.<br />
“It wasn’t a scandal at all,” Geraldine said matter-of-factly. “You must remember that<br />
India is an outpost, a colony, with few British men and even fewer women. And the conditions were<br />
far more primitive in the fifties. Rapid marriage and, if required, rapid remarriage were the norm.<br />
No, I think it was because India offered a man like Anthony, who had ambition but limited resources,<br />
a chance to make his fortune. Staying there must have suited him.”<br />
“Did it suit Rose?” said Emma.<br />
“Not quite so much, I’d imagine,” Geraldine said, with another small private smile, this<br />
one of a manner Emma found impossible to interpret. “She complained of the heat and the bugs the<br />
entire time I knew her and she never learned to tolerate the food. But my sources assured me that<br />
Anthony rose up the ranks well enough through the years, so I suppose their creature comforts