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Her white sola-topee (sun helmet) had scarcely disappeared in the crowd

when the Hindu of the freight caboose eled linen trousers and ragged turban, but dressed like

a native fop He was in no hurry Leisurely he followed Kathlyn to

the hotel, then proceeded to the railway station He had need no

longer to watch and worry There was nothing left now but to greet her

upon her arrival, this golden houri fro the low castes in the steerage should be

amply repaid In six days he would be beyond the hand of the

British Raj, in his own country Sport! What was more beautiful to

watch than cat play? He was the cat, the tiger cat And ould

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 Now that she was on land, or returned She felt strangely alive,

exhilarated She knew that she was not going to be afraid of anything

hereafter To enter the strange country without having her purpose

knoould be the main difficulty Where was Ahmed all this time?

Doubtless in a cell like his master

Three days later she stood at the frontier, and her servant set about

arguing and bargaining with the h jungles and mountainous divides to the