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The car of the god Juggernaut was visible, but what lay in its path could not be seen. Umballa was not popular that night. But this was a private affair. Well he knew the ingenuity and resources of his enemies at large. There would be no rescue this night. Kathlyn Mem-sahib should die; this time he determined to put fear into the hearts of the others.
I'm sure if I don't mind, you needn't. And I'm busy just now." But the Indian stood his ground. "What will my mem-sahib say to me," he said, "when she comes and finds that my lord has been starved?" Will's face changed. It was a very open face, boyishly sincere. He did not laugh at the earnest question. He only gravely shook his head. "The mem-sahib will come," the man declared, with conviction.
"Let him sleep, Mem-sahib," warned Ahmed from across the fire. "He has been fighting the old guru." "What?" Kathlyn whispered back. "Where?" Ahmed smiled grimly and pointed toward his forehead. "Is there really such evil, Ahmed?" "Evil begets evil, heaven born, just as good begets good. The Colonel Sahib did wrong. And who shall deny some of these gurus a supernatural power? I have seen; I know."
When the tea came, she thoroughly enjoyed it after her virtuous labours, and in the cool of the evening drove out to see the city. That evening at dinner, seated at their table, laden with flowers, with the light from the heavy Burmese silver lamps falling on her lovely glowing face, and round bangle-laden arms, Saidie told Hamilton of the visit of the white Mem-Sahib.
"No," Stella said. "No. They had killed him already in the jungle. At least, they had shot him. He died afterwards." She spoke dully; she felt as if her heart had grown old within her, too old to feel poignantly any more. "Go on!" she said, after a moment. "What happened then? Did they kill Bernard sahib and Denvers sahib, too?" "Neither, my mem-sahib." Hanani's reply was prompt and confident.
One day, in the heart of a natural clearing, she saw a tree. Its blossoms and leaves were as scarlet as the seeds of a pomegranate. "Oh, how beautiful! What is it, Rao?" "The flame of the jungle, Mem-sahib. It is good luck to see it on a journey." About the tree darted gay parrakeets and fat green parrots.
"No, Mem-sahib. Ahmed will have me carried to within a few yards of the gate, and after that it will be easy to find Durga Ram. Ah, Mem-sahib, if you but knew how I hate him!" After Pundita had departed Ahmed brought in the leopard. Kathlyn petted it and crooned, and the magic timbre of her tones won over the spotted cat. He purred. And now they must wait. An hour flew past.
So we said, 'The white Mem-Sahib has gone, and my mistress said to me she felt drowsy and must sleep, and went upstairs to the Light of Heaven's room and shut the door.
It was not very wide but she saw at once that it was beyond a leap. She fancied that the swirling water in the middle indicated depth. "Do you mean I must wade?" she asked. He made a cringing gesture. "There is another way, most gracious." She gazed at him blankly. "Another way?" Again he bent himself. "If the mem-sahib will so far trust her servant."
"Bootlair wanting ishweets for dinner-table from go-down, please, Mem-Sahib," observed Ayah, the change of garb accomplished. "The butler wants sweets, does he?
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