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Rolling his eyes in the direction of the eastern wall, he concealed the knife. "Chunda Lal!" Miska spoke wildly. "I am frightened! Please let me go, and tomorrow " "To-morrow!" Chunda Lal raised his eyes, which were alight with the awful light of fanaticism. "For me there may be no tomorrow! Jey Bhowani! Yah Allah!" "Oh, he may hear you!" whispered Miska pitifully. "Please go now.
Ah! you do not know; it is to gain time that I seem to serve him! Only this, Miska" he revealed the blade of a concealed knife "stand between Fo-Hi and you! Had I not read it in his eyes!" He raised his glance upward frantically. "Jey Bhowani! give me strength, give me courage! For if I fail ..."
Miska swayed dizzily and extended her hands towards him. Chunda Lal glanced fearfully about him. "Did I not," he whispered, with an intense ardour in his soft voice, "did I not lay my life, my service, all I have, at your feet? Did I not vow to serve you in the name of Bhowani! He is long since gone to bring his friends who are searching from house to house along the river.
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