He ate his supper, changed his clothes and dallied in the zenana for an hour.

The rascal had made a thorough study of the word "suspense"; he knew the exquisite torture of making one's victim wait.

For the time being his passion for Kathlyn had subsided.

He desired above all things just than revenge for the humiliating experience in the ceil; he wanted to put pain and terror into her heart.

Ah, she would be on her knees, begging, begging, and her father would struggle in vain at his shackles.