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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

Richard turned back to the map and scratched his chin for a moment. ‘Well, it’s clearly a general’s command, which rules you out.’

Arthur felt an instant stab of disappointment and then cursed himself for even thinking that there was any chance that he might have such a responsibility placed in his hands, brother of the Governor General or not. He cleared his throat. ‘Of course it does. I wasn’t for a moment suggesting myself for the post.’

Richard turned to him with a quizzical look. ‘Don’t overreact, Arthur. I know your quality, and you proved it well enough with that business in Hyderabad. Your time will come. I promise.’

The conversation was embarrassing Arthur and he waved a hand, as if sweeping it aside. ‘We were discussing which general would be best for the command.’

‘Yes we were. What is your opinion? As the professional soldier in the room.’

‘Sir Alured Clarke’s the obvious choice. He’s the most senior officer in India, and the most capable.’

‘So I’ve heard. However, when the war begins, I will move to Madras to be closer to events. In which case Clarke will be needed here, in Calcutta. He’s about the only man I trust enough to leave in charge.’

Arthur shrugged.‘In that case, it should be General Harris, the ranking officer at Madras.’

‘Harris?’ Richard frowned for a moment and then nodded to himself. ‘I remember him. Nice fellow, but too quiet and unassuming. Is he up to it?’

‘Assuredly. He’s organised and hard working.You can be sure that Harris will plan the operation thoroughly and see it through. After Clarke, he’s the best choice.’

‘All right then.’ Richard nodded. ‘I’ll consider him. But on one other matter, I have already made a decision.’

‘Oh?’

‘I’m transferring the 33rd Foot from Calcutta to Madras. I want you down there to make sure that the necessary preparations for war are being carried out. And I want you to put into effect those ideas you had for making the field army more self-sufficient. You will, of course, have my full authority to obtain what you need in that regard.’

‘Thank you, Richard.’