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Carrados?" asked Drishna shrewdly. Carrados's hand closed on the weapon that still lay on the table between them. Without a word he pushed it across. "I see," commented Drishna, with a short laugh and a gleaming eye. "Shoot myself and hush it up to suit your purpose. Withhold my message to save the exposures of a trial, and keep the flame from the torch of insurrectionary freedom."
Carlyle, despise and utterly abominate you from an eminence of superiority that you can never even understand." "I think we are getting rather away from the point, Mr. Drishna," interposed Carrados, with the impartiality of a judge. "Unless I am misinformed, you are not so ungallant as to include everyone you have met here in your execration?"
"Blindness!" exclaimed Drishna, dropping his affectation of unconcern as though electrified by the word, "do you mean really blind that you do not see me?" "Alas, no," admitted Carrados. The Indian withdrew his right hand from his coat pocket and with a tragic gesture flung a heavy revolver down on the table between them. "I have had you covered all the time, Mr.
You, I do not doubt, have been entertained as a friend." "And haven't I been mocked and despised and sneered at every day of my life here by your supercilious, superior, empty-headed men?" flashed back Drishna, his eyes leaping into malignity and his voice trembling with sudden passion.
"Quite excellent," he replied courteously. "There is a train at nine-forty. Will that suit you?" Drishna nodded and stood up. Mr. Carlyle had a very uneasy feeling that he ought to do something but could not suggest to himself what.
"In other words," commented Carrados, "there will be disturbances at half-a-dozen disaffected places, a few unfortunate police will be clubbed to death, and possibly worse things may happen. That does not suit us, Mr. Drishna." "And how do you propose to prevent it?" asked Drishna, with cool assurance.
The incident made some impression on him and he would be able to identify their customer who paid in advance and gave no address among a thousand of his countrymen. Do I succeed in interesting you, Mr. Drishna?" "Do you?" replied Drishna, with a languid yawn. "Do I look interested?" "You must make allowance for my unfortunate blindness," apologized Carrados, with grim irony.
"If it is mine I have a right to it," he exclaimed, snapping the ruler in two and throwing it on to the back of the blazing fire. "It is nothing." "Pardon me, I did not say that the one you have so impetuously disposed of was yours. As a matter of fact, it was mine. Yours is elsewhere." "Wherever it is you have no right to it if it is mine," panted Drishna, with rising excitement.
"Ah, no," admitted Drishna, descending into a quite ingenuous frankness. "Much as I hate your men I love your women. How is it possible that a nation should be so divided its men so dull-witted and offensive, its women so quick, sympathetic and capable of appreciating?" "But a little expensive, too, at times?" suggested Carrados. Drishna sighed heavily. "Yes; it is incredible.
'You need fear no human eye, was the message given to me. Then she added: 'But when the sightless sees the unseen, make your peace with Yama. And I thought she spoke of the Great Hereafter!" "This amounts to an admission of your guilt," exclaimed Mr. Carlyle practically. "I bow to the decree of fate," replied Drishna.
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