"Just as I fancied!" growled Simp-son.

"They came in at the window, and when their work was done, left by the door.

There was more than one murderer in this job!" And, then, certain old stories of a mysterious Eurasian beauty returned to cloud the old man's judgment.
"Was it robbery, or vengeance ?" he grumbled.

"The black gang are in this, but their secrets are safe forever! They are a close corporation--these devils!" With certain ideas of an endangered life pension, and a sudden yearning for the absent Hardwicke's counsel, stern old Simpson awaited the coming of his betters.

And, the ghastly news of Johnstone's "taking-off" flew over Delhi to furnish a nine days' wonder.
There was a great crowd gathered around the garden walls of the Marble House, as an officer of the guard galloped up with a platoon of cavalry.
"The General will be here himself, soon! What's all this terrible happening ?" said the young officer, as he took post beside Simpson.