It was halted some twenty yards from a great marquee.

Another servant robed in white with a scarlet sash about his waist received Thresk from the camel-driver.
He spoke a few words in Hindustani, but Thresk shook his head.

Then the man moved towards the marquee and Thresk followed him.

He was conscious of a curious excitement, and only when he caught his breath was he aware that his heart was beating fast.

As they neared the tent he heard voices within.