North West Frontier Page #3

- Sir John wants you.

- Thank heavens. Excuse me.

- He cannot make a statement.

- Why is the city being attacked?

Isn't it because the Prince is here?

This hinges on Prince Kishan.

This province has been loyal to

Prince Kishan's family for centuries.

While he's alive, there's no possibility

of a successful rebellion.

The Governor will make a statement

tomorrow.

It's impossible to get dispatches out.

The wires are cut.

- Then why not tell us the truth?

- Why all the secrecy?

Mr Peters. You wish to go to Kalapur?

It is essential.

I'm expected in Delhi on Friday.

There's a train leaving in an hour.

I hope you can fire those rifles you sell.

The armament industry is impartial.

Your customers out there aren't.

- Will you all sit down?

- There's no need for me to go.

Someone has to be responsible

for the dispatch box.

- I know.

- I've chosen you.

Besides, I know you'll look after my wife.

Heavens, it's not forever. You'll be back.

The whole thing's settled.

Be in the station yard at 11:15.

You'll be in Captain Scott's hands.

He'll explain.

I don't intend to be a schoolmaster

but I'd like to explain the position.

The whole point is the rebels

think that the last train has gone.

They do not know

that we have another engine.

Also, the outer gate on the railway

is in their hands.

And quite obviously shut.

I'm not much of an artist.

We hold the inner gate up here

And between these two gates,

there's a gradient.

Victoria's a wonderful old engine,

but she makes a lot of noise.

Too much.

So although we'll have steam up,

we're going to freewheel.

We ought to get up quite a speed

on this slope.

Enough to smash through

this outer gate

before they know what's hit them.

Well, that's roughly the plan.

I admit that any number of things

can happen.

They may even have blocked

the line to stop reinforcements

but that's something we'll have to face

if and when we get to it.

(Shouting outside)

So it's true. He is here.

Sorry, sir. He came up the back stairs.

- Send this man away.

- Please leave, Mr Van Leyden.

You're going to try to get him out?

Impossible.

- Come on.

- All right, Scott.

Since you've discovered

both salient points,

there's no need to throw you out.

By train with the outer gate

in enemy hands? What a story!

It's hardly likely to reach the papers!

I suppose not.

Unless I was to go on the train also.

It's an idea. I could go on the train.

There are a thousand people

I'd send first.

Of course. You don't like me.

I don't know about you, madam.

I'm Peter Van Leyden.

Now you have your story and no chance

of getting it out, perhaps you'll leave!

It's terrible to think what would

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