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When he stepped back and closed the door, there stood beside him another man, clean-shaven, lean, sharp-nosed and ferret-eyed, whose footstep was almost as light as that of the Swami himself. Neither of them spoke until they reached the smaller room and the door was locked. "You shiver, my friend," said Ram Juna. "The night is cold." "Freezin', an' so'm I," said the other shortly.
Softly spoken though the words were, Ram Juna instantly fixed his eyes upon the guilty youth. It was a habit of the Hindu to hear everything that rose above the sound of a thought. "You think I speak of mysteries!" he demanded, suddenly breaking his discourse and leaning like a pine tree toward Percival. "You think that in a closet some one weaves a fantastic theory of life and lives. But no!
Early noticed it with fresh glee. "A check I gave Ram Juna," he repeated. "It's been cashed, with four indorsements, in New Orleans. Now how did he manage that, tell me. The Swami is one of the great geniuses of the age. Of course I wanted to see the rascals punished, and it makes me hot to think how they used my house and all that, but, by Jove! I'm glad they haven't Ram Juna.
After dinner, in the drawing-room, Lena saw her husband in conversation with Ram Juna. The two crossed the room, and Dick introduced the new prophet. "I fear my too constant inspection disturbed you. Myriad pardons for me," began the Swami in his mellifluous voice. "It is the tribute. When I feel deep interest I am prone to forget all but my study.
"Yes," said Lena, "I'm sure I like roses and jewels and iced minty stuff to drink. And Ram Juna, I wish you would tell me the really-truly history of your ruby. I've heard so many stories about it." He put up his hand, detached the great jewel from its place and laid it in her small outstretched palm. "That is a mark of my confiding," he said.
"What does all this mean, Mr. Early?" Lena gasped. He tumbled as if exhausted into the same easy chair that Ram Juna had occupied a few moments before. "I am completely staggered," he exclaimed. "The police seem to think they have reason to suspect my guest of being implicated with a gang of counterfeiters.
His eyes had fallen upon a tall white column at the back of the room, and at his words the column moved forward and displayed the flowing robes, the snowy white turban, the gleaming ruby of Ram Juna. "Pardon my interruption," said the Hindu courteously. "I have been out. I am but just returned. And I come to assure myself that all is well with my admirable host."
"Very good of you, I'm sure," murmured Dick, as the Swami bent his head and gave him a penetrating look. "You, too, then, are a seeker?" Ram Juna inquired in a low tone, but with his delicate and distinct enunciation. "Ah I hope so," Dick answered hastily, and with an evident desire to push the topic no further. "And this, Mr.
I'm sure you will accept the rubies as a little gift from one of the most humble of your admirers." He bent forward and kissed her finger-tips in his most gallant manner. "Oh, Mr. Early, you are so good!" Lena's voice expressed manifest relief. The memory came back to her of what Ram Juna had said about the bond created by favor.
Early, is my old chum, Norris, who has come West to be on the editorial staff of the Star." "The Star? It is the symbol of illumination. Is then your Star devoted to the enlightenment of mankind?" asked Ram Juna, transferring his fixed gaze. "In a sense yes," Norris faltered with a swift guilty recollection of certain head-lines in last night's edition. "He who writes must think.
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