We must wait, and watch, and see.

If opportunity should come to us to make our escape, we will seize it.

Should it not come--should Jaimihr, or some other of them, make occasion to molest us--it may be--it might be that--surely the day of martyrs is not past--it might be that--well, well, in either case we will eventually win.

Should they kill us, the government must send here to avenge us; should we get away, surely our report will be listened to.

A month or two--perhaps only a week or two--even a day or two, who knows ?--and the last suttee will have been performed!" He stood and stroked her head--then stooped and kissed it--an unusual betrayal of emotion from him.
"Ye're a brave lassie," he said, leaving the room hurriedly, to escape the shame of letting her see tears welling from his eyes--salt tears that scalded as they broke their hot-wind-wearied bounds.
Five minutes later she arose, dry-eyed, and went to stand in the doorway, where an eddy or two of lukewarm evening breeze might possibly be stirring.