Morstan went over to Agra shortly afterwards, and found, as we expected, that the treasure was indeed gone.

The scoundrel had stolen it all, without carrying out one of the conditions on which we had sold him the secret.
From that day I lived only for vengeance.

I thought of it by day and I nursed it by night.

It became an overpowering, absorbing passion with me.

I cared nothing for the law,--nothing for the gallows.