I may not be there, but some one will.
She must be hurried off before the confusion dies away.

Must, Sahib.
There must be no second ordeal." "But how am I to get out of here ?" asked Ramabai.

"Guards all about, and doubtless bidden to shoot if I stir!" "Tch! Tch!" clicked Ahmed.

He unwound his dirty turban and slipped out of the ragged shirtlike frock.

"These and the water skin below.