I can easily see her alone." "First rate! Then I will give you a message," answered Hawke.

"I must see her to-morrow early, for old Hugh will surely ask me to tiffin.

And, Ram, you must at once set your best man on to watch all that goes on there.

I have a good fat plum for you now--to set up a neat little house here for a friend of mine who is coming, and you shall do the whole thing!" The merchant's dark eyes glistened.

"A new officer of rank ?" he queried.
"It's a lady--a friend of mine--rich, too, and she wants to live on the quiet! She will stay here for some time!" The oily listener had learned a vast prudence in the days when he trod the halls of the last King of Delhi, so he held his peace and wondered at the suddenly enhanced fortunes of that star of graceful wanderers, Allan Hawke! "I'll go over to the club now and get a room! Send all my things over!" said the Major.