There was nothing left now but to greet her upon her arrival, this golden houri from the verses of Sa'adi.

The two weeks of durance vile among the low castes in the steerage should be amply repaid.

In six days he would be beyond the hand of the meddling British Raj, in his own country.

Sport! What was more beautiful to watch than cat play?
He was the cat, the tiger cat.

And what would the Colonel Sahib say when he felt the claws?
Beautiful, beautiful, like a pattern woven in an Agra rug.
Kathlyn began her journey at once.