"Give me the keys! Put your best man on guard to watch for any intruders! Go first to the Mem-Sahib! Keep your mouth shut! Remember about me and--" He pointed to the governess, now timidly cowering in a shadowy corner.

"Let the old devil wait till you are done with her! Pump the old wretch! Find out what he wants! Say that I went off for a day's jaunt!" Alan Hawke smiled grimly as he seated himself tenderly at Justine Delande's side.

"Old Hugh did not last long! They must have had their first skirmish.

If he is a coward at heart, she will rule him with a rod of iron.

What is her hold over him?
I warrant that the jade will never tell me.