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I've horses waiting on the other side " "Horses!" Amber interrupted. "Great heavens, man, you're you're omniscient!" "No lucky," Labertouche retorted briskly. "Where'd I've been without Ram Nath? He's taking care of the animals.... Come along. What're you waiting for? Don't you know " He turned to see the girl hesitant, though with lifted skirts.
"Thank you," she said, her eyes shining, a flush of colour suffusing her face with glory. "Did you cut those ropes, Amber?" Labertouche interposed curtly. "Yes. Why?" The Englishman explained without turning from his sombre and morose regard of Naraini. "Too bad we'll have to tie this woman up, somehow.
At least, I've plenty of atmosphere," Amber laughed, mentioning the incident of the peg he had not consumed over Honest George's bar. "I had noticed that; a happy accident, indeed. I think" Labertouche stepped back to look Amber over again "I think you will almost do. One moment."
He was now recovering rapidly and able to appreciate that they stood a good chance of winning away; for the natives were all converging toward the centre of the cavern, and apparently none heeded them. Nevertheless Labertouche, releasing him, put a revolver in his hand. "Don't hesitate to shoot if any one comes this way!" he said. "I've got to get this door open and..."
The child did not survive its mother...." Labertouche paused deliberately, his glance searching Amber's face. "So the report ran, at least," he concluded quietly. "How do you know all this?" Amber countered evasively. "Government watches its wards very tenderly," said Labertouche with a grin.
The Farrells are at Darjeeling, where the Colonel is stationed just now happily for him." "Then," said Amber, with decision, "I leave for Darjeeling to-morrow morning." "I know no reason why you shouldn't," agreed Labertouche. "If anything turns up I'll contrive to let you know." He looked Amber up and down with a glance that took in every detail.
The man smiled fearlessly. "Believe me, this is the better way the only way.... Some day you may meet a little chap named Labertouche a queer fish I once knew in Calcutta. But I daresay he's dead by now. But if you should meet him, tell him that you've seen his B-Formula work flawlessly in one instance at least.
"Amber!" cried the Englishman impatiently. "Will you " "Please, Miss Farrell!" begged Amber, trying to take the girl's hand and draw her away. "I won't!" she declared. "I'll not move a step until he promises. You don't understand. No matter what the danger she's " "She's a fiend incarnate," Labertouche broke in. "Amber, get that girl " "She's my sister!" cried Sophia. "Now will you understand?"
I don't believe those damned sepoys will bother us much, now, but we've got no time at all to spare. Now tell me what you have to tell, omitting nothing of the slightest consequence." Amber dropped into a chair, and the Englishman sat near to him. "I say, thank God for you, Labertouche! You don't know how I've needed you." "I can fancy. I've had a ripping time of it myself.
"No Englishman incapable of living up to a disguise has ever tried it more than once in India; few, very few, have lived to tell of the experiment." "You're connected with the police?" Amber's brows contracted as he remembered Rutton's emphatic prohibition. But Quain had not failed to mention that. "Officially, no," said Labertouche readily.
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