He could have had Bruce shot at once, but it pleased him to dangle death before the eyes of his rival.
He was no fool; he saw the trend of affairs.

This young white man loved Kathlyn Hare.

All the better, in view of what was to come.
Bruce was conducted to the gate and rudely pushed outside.

He turned savagely, but a dozen black officers convinced him that this time he would meet death.

Ah, where was Ali, and Ahmed, and the man Lal Singh, who was to notify the English?
He found Ali at camp, the chief mahout having been conducted there in an improvised litter.