Part 9 (2/2)

Chapter IV

Men boast in the Hills, when they ought to pray; For the wind blows lusty, and the blood runs red, And Law lies belly upwards for a man to wreak his fancy on it

Down in the plains, in the dust of the plains Where law is ht to boast, They all lie belly doards praying for their Hills again!

The rear lights of the train he had not taken swayed out of Delhi station and King grinned as he wiped the sweat fro handkerchief Behind him towered the hook-nosed Ismail, resentful of the unexpected In front of him Saunders eyed the proffered black cheroots suspiciously, accepted one with an air of curiosity and passed the case back Around thean to die, and Parsihts

”Are you sure-”

King's merry eyes looked into Saunders' as if there were no world war really and they tere puppets in a comedy

”-are you absolutely certain Yasmini is in Delhi?”

”No,” said Saunders ”What I swear to is that she has not left by train It's my business to knoho leaves by train”

”What can you suggest?” asked King, twisting at his scrubby little mustache But if he wished to convey the inally

”I? Nothing! She's the most elusive individual in Asia! One person in the world knohere she is, unless she has an accoone by-”

King struck a match and held it out, so the sentence was unfinished; the first few puffs of the astonishi+ng cigar wiped out all ed the subject

”Those men I asked you to arrest-?”

”Nabbed”-puff-”every one of 'em!”-puff-puff-”all under”-puff-puff-”lock and key,-best set 'em?”

”Had they been in communication with her?”

Puff-puff-”You bet they had! Where d'you get these things?”

”Not her special men by any chance?”

Puff-”Gad, what smoke!-couldn't say, of course, but”-puff-puff-”shouldn't think so”

”Well-I'll go along with you if you like, and look theave Saunders credit for the suggestion, and Saunders see up, in football, war or courtshi+p