But still he made no move.
And still he made no sound.
The Ranee stopped.
She turned to the Rajah.
“Here, you must whip him!” cried the Ranee. “It does not hurt him coming from me! But it may hurt him coming from you!”
“But I—” began the Rajah.
“I must be avenged!” cried the Ranee, “and you must avenge me!”
The Rajah took the bloodstained whip from the hands of the Ranee.
He raised it aloft.
But Kara fell to the ground before the blow was struck.