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I8 WARREN HASTINGS.

care. They were confirmed in their error -by the agents of
N uncomar; for N uncomar had agents even in Leadenhall Street.
Soon after Hastings reached Calcutta, he received a letter ad-
dressed by the Court of Directors, not to the council generally, but
to himself in particular. He was directed to remove Mahommed
Reza Khan, to arrest him, together with all his family and all his
partisans, and to institute a strict inquiry into the whole adminis-
tration of the province. It was added that the Governor would do
well to avail himself of the assistance of N uncomar in the investi-
gation. The vices of Nuncomar were acknowledged. But even
from his vices, it was said, much advantage might at such a con-
juncture be derived; and, though he could not safely be trusted,
it might still be proper to encourage him by hopes of reward.
The Governor bore no good will to Nuncomar. Many years
before, they had known each other at Moorshedabad; and then a
quarrel had arisen between them which all the authority of their
superiors could hardly compose. VVidely as they differed in most
points, they resembled each other in this, that both were men of
unforgiving natures. To Mahommed Reza Khan, on the other
hand, Hastings had no feelings of hostility. Nevertheless be pro-
ceeded to execute the instructions of the Company with an alacrity
which he never showed, except when instructions were in perfect
conformity with his own views. He had, wisely as we think, de-
termined to get rid of the system of double government in Bengal.
The orders of the Directors furnished him with the means of ef-
fecting his purpose, and dispensed him from the necessity of dis-
cussing the matter with his Council. He took his measures with
his usual vigour and dexterity. At midnight, the palace of Ma-
hommed Reza Khan at Moorshedabad was surrounded by a bat-
talion of sepoys. The minister was roused from his slumbers and
informed that he was a prisoner. VVith the Mussulman gravity,
he bent his head and submitted himself to the will of God. He
fell not alone. A chief named Schitab Roy had been intrusted
with the government of Bahar. His valour and his attachment to
the English had more than once been signally proved. On that
memorable day on which the people of Patna saw from their walls
the whole army of the Mogul scattered by the little band of Captain
Knox, the voice of the British conquerors assigned the palm of
gallantry to the brave Asiatic. \ “ I never,” said Knox, when he
introduced Schitab Roy, covered with blood and dust, to the

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