The woman smiled at Mr. Clifford who smiled back. No word was said. After she backed the car out and swung into the road, Mr. Clifford said, "Wait, please," and got out of the car. He approached the cross-legged man and sat down in the dust.
They talked for a long time and when Mr. Clifford got up and returned to the car, it was after dusk, and the heavens over India were filled with great flaming stars.
"I'll leave you now," Mr. Clifford said. "The man by the hut is known only as Abat Krishna. You may approach and talk to him."
"Thank you."
Clifford hesitated before getting in behind the wheel. His eyes turned toward the dark horizon.
"There is danger ahead for you."
"I am not afraid."
"Perhaps you will find what you want. Perhaps you will die."
"I will find my way. You said I might question this man?"
"You may ask him anything you like. Goodbye."