The Ranee died at that retreat six months after her husband's murder, not without suspicion of poison, and the wealth which she carried with her when she left Bisnagar passed into his lordship's possession.

Had your husband lived, Lady Maulevrier, this story must have been brought to light.
There were too many people in Madras interested in sifting the facts.
There must have been a public inquiry.

It was a happy thing for you and your race that Lord Maulevrier died before that inquiry had been instituted, and that many animosities died with him.

Lucky too for you that I was a helpless infant at the time, and that the Mahratta adventurer to whom my father's territory had been transferred in the shuffling of cards at the end of the war was deeply concerned in hushing up the story.' 'And pray, why have you nursed your wrath in all these years?
Why do you intrude on me after nearly half a century, with this legend of rapine and murder ?' 'Because for nearly half a century I have been kept in profound ignorance of my father's fate--in ignorance of my race.

Lord Maulevrier's jealousy banished me from my mother's arms shortly after my father's death.