They looked at the intruder with set faces and impassive eyes.

At the far end of the courtyard there was a raised stone platform, and this part was roofed.

At the back in the gloom he could see a great idol of the goddess, and in front, facing the courtyard, stood the lady from Gujerat.

She was what Ralston expected to see--a dancing girl of Northern India, a girl with a good figure, small hands and feet, and a complexion of an olive tint.

Her eyes were large and lustrous, with a line of black pencilled upon the edges of the eyelids, her eyebrows arched and regular, her face oval, her forehead high.