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Updated: May 2, 2025
"This house is yours?" she asked, and he nodded, his sharp eyes shining like an animal's, determined to recognize his questioner. "There is a miscalculating son of lies who brings a lawsuit to get the title?" He nodded again a man of few words except when words exacted interest. "Dhulap Singh, is it not? He is a secret agent of Gungadhura." "How do you know?
But he was sensible enough to know that Dick Blaine could not be put out of his house by less than legal process. Patali, watching the expression of his eyes, mercurially changed her tactics. "Today the court is closed," she said. "Tomorrow Mukhum Dass will go to file his paper and defeat the suit of Dhulap Singh.
"Priests cackle like old women," growled the money-lender. "Nay, but this one cackled to the god. Jengal Singh died and his son, who ought to know, claims that the house was really sold to Dhulap Singh, who dallies with his suit because he suspects, but does not know, that Mukhum Dass has lost the paper eh?" "How do you know these things?" "Maybe the god Jinendra told!
Tell him you are told a certain person has it, but that if he dares breathe a word the paper will go straight to Dhulap Singh, who will destroy it and so safely bring his lawsuit. Then let Dhulap Singh be told also that the title-deed is in certain hands, so he will put off the lawsuit week after week, and one who is my friend will suffer no annoyance." "Who is this friend?"
"From Jinendra's priest perhaps." "He has it now? The dog's stray offspring! I will " "Nay, he has it not! Be kind and courteous to Jinendra's priest, or perhaps the god will send the paper after all to Dhulap Singh!" "As to what shall I keep silence?" "Two matters. Firstly Chamu the butler will presently pay his son's debt.
Its loss would mean more to him than the loss of a wife to some men as Yasmini knew, and counted on. "Open the door and let me in, Mukhum Dass! The terms are these " "Nay, we can talk with the door between us." "Very well, then, lose thy title-deed! Dhulap Singh, thine enemy, shall have it within the hour!" She took her foot out from the door and turned away briskly.
Breathe as much as a hint to any one, and thy title-deed shall go to Dhulap Singh!" Eying her like a hawk, but with more mixed emotions than that bird can likely compass, the money-lender sat his mule and watched her stride round the corner out of sight.
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