The expedition team spent nearly a month returning to the vicinity of Sardinia Bay. There, they built a barracks for themselves and sealed themselves inside, not allowing anyone to enter freely. anwhile, the high-speed transport ship that had been anchored in Sardinia Bay quickly left the bay and headed north.
On the other hand, in India, the East India Company finally convened an expanded eting to discuss the situation in South Africa. Compared to South Africa, the British in India actually knew more about the situation in Europe, as they could obtain information from the European continent through Turkey. By now, the French had established a wired telegraph system across Europe, organizing a transnational wired telegraph alliance, with telegraph offices even in Saint Petersburg and Istanbul.
Of course, the news coming from Turkey was not good, and many British in India did not fully trust it, but the unfavorable situation was certain. Especially after the news of the North Atlantic naval battle, the British in India beca very nervous, knowing that if the British were defeated in the war, they could forget about holding onto India.
Governor Prima believed that the East India Company folks, considering the preservation of India, would definitely be willing to accept more reliable British people. However, the East India Company folks didn't see it that way. They thought, could the handful of people from Cape Town really change the fundantal balance of power? If the French ultimately triumphed in Europe, could they defend India with just those extra hands from Cape Town? That was simply a fantasy.
Thus, the future of India depended on the outco of the war in Europe. If Europe won, then the East India Company didn't need to bring people from Cape Town here. If Europe lost, the best course of action for the East India Company's gentlen would be to hurriedly scrape up the land in India before the French arrived, grab everything they could before leaving, and then, those of lower status and less money could take the plundered valuables and flee sowhere else, like Australia. Those of higher status had more money and connections; they had already prepared channels to store the plundered money in Roman banks before the French arrived. Then, they could buy a new identity in Austria or the German states, swagger into Paris, and live a happy and financially independent life thereafter.
With such thoughts, the response speed of the East India Company could be imagined. In short, the representative sent by Governor Prima was kicked around from one departnt to another by the East India Company folks, like a soccer ball. In the end, every departnt had its own rhetoric, each with a roadmap that always pointed the "next step" towards another departnt.
It's unknown if Kafka, who later wrote "The Castle," had ever been involved in such bureaucratic runarounds. However, if this novel could be brought back in ti for Major Joson to read, he would certainly feel that he was completely the character "K" from the book.
He followed the roadmap given by the East India Company folks, running around like a foolish dog. He was first inford by the company that this matter had to be requested by Gilbert Elliot-Murray-Kynynmound, the Earl of Minto and Governor-General of India, for the company to take action.
"My friend, you know, when dealing with so political issues, the company is greatly restricted. Without Governor Elliot's approval, that's definitely not going to happen."
Thus, he was kicked from Mumbai in the west of India to Kolkata in the east. Then?
"My friend, you know, we do not have the power to make decisions. You know, according to the Act of 1784 (the 'East India Company Act'), such major decisions must be authorized by the board of control. And the board is now back ho."
According to the East India Company Act of 1784, the company's political decisions were subject to orders from the British governnt. To accomplish this, the act established a board of control for Indian affairs, including the British Chancellor of the Exchequer, a secretary of state, and four privy councilors appointed by the king. Under this act, all political actions had to be approved by this board.
"That's not right," said Major Joson. "I rember that by 1786, according to the new 'Delegation Act,' the committee had delegated more power to the Governor-General."
"Ah, the Delegation Act of 1786 did indeed delegate most of the powers to the Governor-General, but the powers delegated to Governor Elliot only covered India, at most extending to the Far East, but Cape Town is not part of the Far East." The official with a small mustache replied, "So, even if Governor Elliot made such a request, it would clearly be overstepping his boundaries, unless approved by the committee, Governor Elliot has no authority to approve such an action."
"But... if we could get the committee's authorization, it would an that the British mainland's blockade has been broken
, and then we wouldn't need this authorization, would we?" Major Joson said.
"Yes, you're right," the small-mustached official nodded, "Who says no? But rules are rules, if we don't follow the rules, wouldn't that be chaos? Besides, if we don't follow the rules and sothing goes wrong, who can bear the responsibility? I just heard you say, in Cape Town, the mariti supremacy is in the hands of the French. Suppose, just suppose, our ships encounter their steamships and then are sunk, killing a bunch of nobles. The loss caused by our overstepping and making illegal decisions would be too great... Hmm, so, I suggest you go directly to the company, don't get involved in political affairs, just rent ships in the na of ordinary comrcial activities..."
Thus, the small-mustached official successfully completed a defensive clearance. Major Joson didn't even get to see the Governor-General, as he was kicked from the eastern penalty area of the playing field directly to the western penalty area nearby. Ah, that is, from Kolkata in the east of India to Mumbai in the west.
Then? Well, of course, the company had even more thods.
"Sir, you've already shown us Governor Prima's letter, and this matter has been recorded and signed off in our files, so now to talk about this as a re economic activity, it's difficult for it to pass with our superiors. Of course, if there are no objections from above, I have no objections either. Hmm, I can issue you a statent, you go directly to our superiors, after all, the decision-making power is in their hands, even if you convinced , I am not authorized to make a decision, I can only pass the information upwards."
Thus, Major Joson went running to "superiors," their peers, and their superiors' superiors. He ran until he felt he could sign up for the next Olympic marathon and easily win a gold dal, only then did he finally get a reluctant result.
"You know, the mariti supremacy in this region is not in our hands. Our ships, once they encounter enemy warships, will be very dangerous."
"That's not a problem, sir, steamships have very distinctive features, we can detect them early and avoid them."
"What about at night? Can we avoid them in advance at night?"
"We do need to be careful at night. However, their long voyages may not have enough coal, nor sufficiently good maintenance to sustain high-density cruising of their warships..."
"But overall, it's still very dangerous, right?"
Seeing Major Joson fall silent, that "superior's" superior gave a slight smile: "I think you can bypass our company, just like you bypassed the Governor-General. You can go directly to the captains and talk to them, then we will pretend we know nothing..."
Thus, Major Joson was kicked from the upper level directly to the lower level, to talk directly with those captains. Then...
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