Your servant followed her to the _dak-bungalow_ to protect her from _budmashes_, but she dismissed me ere she entered in.

_Sahib_, I could do no more." The man's eyes appealed for one instant, but fell the next before the dumb despair that looked out of his master's.
There fell a terrible silence--a pause, as it were, of suspended vitality, while the iron bit deeper and deeper into tissues too numbed to feel.
Then, "Fetch me a drink!" said Merryon, curtly.

"I must be getting back to duty." And with soundless promptitude the man withdrew, thankful to make his escape..