The regent, the powerful Durga Ram, was bidding in person for his zenana.
Kathlyn's nerves tingled with life again, and the sudden bounding of her heart stifled her.

Umballa! She was surely lost.

Sooner or later he would recognize her.
The mahout stood up, delighted.

He was indeed fortunate.

He salaamed.
"Huzoor, she is gentle," he said.
The high-caste who had bid 3,000 rupees salaamed also.
"Highness, she is yours," he said.