Kit and her father; this man had lied.

Alive! Oh, she would not be afraid of any ordeal now.

They were alive, and more than that they were free.
"I will keep my word when the time comes," she replied clearly.
"They are calling me Durga Ram the Mad.

Beware, then, for madmen do mad things." The door opened and shut behind him, and she heard the key turn and the outside bolt click into its socket.
They were alive and free, her loved ones! She knelt upon the cushions, her eyes uplifted.
Alone, with a torch in his shaking hand, Umballa went down into the prison, to the row of dungeons.

In the door of one was a sliding panel.