She lived! "Go on!" he said, his voice subdued as was his soul.
"The white goddess by mistake took Ramabai's goblet and was about to drink when the majordomo seized the goblet and drained the poison himself.

He confessed everything, where the king was, where you were.
They are again hunting through the city for you.

For the present you must hide with me." "The white woman must die," said Umballa in a voice like one being strangled.
To this the priests agreed without hesitation.

This white woman whom the people were calling a goddess was a deadly menace to that scepter of theirs, superstition.
"What has gone is a pact ?" "A pact, Durga Ram," said the chief priest.

With Ramabai spreading Christianity, the abhorred creed which gave people liberty of person and thought, the future of his own religion stood in imminent danger.
"A pact," he reflected.