And all at once I saw him nod, and beckon with a crooked forefinger.
There was nobody in that hall whom he was beckoning to.

He was not nodding to Yasmini.

I saw then that his eyes, although they looked straight at her, were focused beyond her for infinity.

And there came to mind that chamber in the solid rock below the Tirthankers' temple in which the granite table stood on which whoever knew the secret could see anything, anywhere! I believe that I am as sane as you, who read this, and I swear that it seemed reasonable to me at that moment that the Gray Mahatma knew he was visible to watchers in that cavern, and that he was signaling to them to come and rescue him--from life, for the appointed death! But Yasmini seemed not to have noticed any signaling, and if she did she certainly ignored it.

Perhaps she believed that her hornet's nest of women could stand off any invasion or interference from without.