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Chapters (73)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1 - Napoleon
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10 - Arthur
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15 - Napoleon
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21 - The Bridge at Arcola
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23 - Arthur
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27 - Napoleon
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33 - Arthur
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39 - Napoleon
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46 - Arthur
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48 - Seringapatam, April 1799
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50 - Napoleon
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55 - Arthur
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62 - Napoleon
  66. Chapter 63
  67. Chapter 64
  68. Chapter 65
  69. Chapter 66 - Arthur
  70. Chapter 67
  71. Chapter 68
  72. Chapter 69
  73. Author’s note

Henry gestured to the seats lining the wall either side of the door to the Governor General’s office in Fort William and they sat down.‘Not the most comfortable way to spend six months of one’s life. I don’t think Richard enjoyed it much either. Spent most of the time fretting like a cat on heat. He couldn’t wait for the ship to reach India, so he could take charge of our interests here. He has some pretty ambitious designs for the future of the subcontinent.’

‘So do I.’ Arthur nodded towards the door. ‘Any idea how much longer he’ll be?’

Henry laughed. ‘Patience, Arthur! He’s enduring a speech of welcome from the local John Company representative. There’ll be plenty of time to exchange fraternal greetings before we discuss how far we aim to change the world.’

‘Time is something of a luxury,’ Arthur replied quietly. ‘I’m twenty-nine years old.There’s a war on, and I’m still plain Colonel Arthur Wesley.’

Henry frowned. ‘You still go by that name then? The rest of the family has followed Richard and returned to the family’s traditional name, Wellesley. Why haven’t you?’

‘I have had other matters to think of.’

‘Given that the three of us are to work together in the coming years, it might be best if we shared a common name. To save confusion.’

‘I’ll consider it,’ Arthur grumbled. ‘But I’ve a hard enough time building a reputation under the name of Wesley. I don’t want to have to start all over again as Arthur Wellesley.’

‘I was under the impression that a man could get on swiftly and make his fortune in India.’

‘So was I. But the former governor, and the local representatives of John Company, weren’t exactly anxious to extend British rule in India. I just hope Richard grasps the opportunity, for all our sakes, or we’ll never amount to anything.’ Arthur smiled self-consciously. ‘There I go again! But tell me, Henry, what of the rest of the family?’

‘William is busy building his political connections, Anne is making inroads into society, Gerald is being groomed for a position in the church.’

‘And Mother?’

‘You know her, living as comfortably as only she knows how and complaining bitterly about the cost of it all.’

‘Did she mention me last time you saw her?’

‘Of course,’ Henry replied quickly. ‘She’s very proud of you.’

‘Liar.’

‘Very well, then, she did say to pass on her greetings, and hopes that you will, in due course, find a proper career.’

‘Now that I can believe!’ They both chuckled for a moment before Arthur became serious again. ‘She never changes. Always the harshest of my critics. I don’t think I will ever meet with her approval.’