And when the journey down to the sea was resumed he became taciturn and moody, and Kathlyn's heart correspondingly heavy.
The colonel was quite oblivious to this change.

He swung his legs free of the primitive stirrups and whistled the airs which had been popular in America at the time of his departure.
There was no lightness in the expressions of Ramabai and Pundita.

They were about to lose these white people forever, and they had grown to love, nay, worship them.

More, they must return to face they knew not what.
As for Ahmed, he displayed his orientalism by appearing unconcerned.
He had made up his mind not to return to America with his master.
There was much to do in Allaha, and the spirit of intrigue had laid firm hold of him.

He wanted to be near at hand when Ramabai struck his blow.