Some one asked if Isaacs were in, and the servant answered.

A tall figure in a gray _caftan_ and a plain white turban stood in the door.
"I never change my mind," said the stranger, in excellent English, though with an accent peculiar to the Hindoo tongue when struggling with European languages.

His voice was musical and high in pitch, though soft and sweet in tone.

The quality of voice that can be heard at a great distance, with no apparent effort to the speaker.

"I never change my mind.