"All things settle themselves at last! This thing will blow over! I wish to God that she was out of the way! I could then handle the rest!" For in his heart he feared the defiant woman.
There were two men equally surprised when gunfire brought the "day's doings" on again in lazy, luxurious Delhi.

Over his morning coffee, Major Alan Hawke thankfully cried: "I am a very devil for luck! This old skinflint is opening his bosom and handing me a knife.

By God! I'll have my pound of flesh!" He leaped from his couch as blithe as a midshipman receiving his first love letter from a fullgrown dame.

There was great joy in the house of Hawke.
But when Simpson entered his master's room he was followed by a wild-eyed returning emissary, who waited till the old soldier had left the room.

Hugh Johnstone suddenly lost all interest in the breakfast tray, the letters and his morning toilet, when the Hindu fearfully said: "They are all gone--the Mem-Sahib, the two foreign devils, and all their belongings!" Johnstone was on his feet with a single bound.