"Now, see here, doctor," said the good hearted Harkins, "there is no need of both of us staying here; I would rather station myself at the open end of this passage where I can see and hear anything going on, while you withdraw and spend an hour or two with your friends. Miss Hildreth is dying to have the chance, which this flurry has prevented her having until now. I had a chat with her some time ago, and found her charming, but all the time I saw that she wanted you and not me."
"No such thing; she is delighted with you, and sounded your praises so extravagantly that I am becoming jealous."
"No need of that! Besides, my dear boy, I have a blue eyed lassie in far away England who has pre-empted all the heart and affections of the undersigned. Darling Jennie," murmured the big, handsome fellow, with just the slightest tremor in his voice; "I wonder whether you will ever see your good for nothing George again. He is not of much account, but all the same, if the ship never brings him back to you, there will be another breaking heart in Albion."
Both were silent for a few seconds, these being the first sentimental words that Harkins had uttered in the presence of his companion, who was drawn closer by those sweet musings which only added fuller glory to his manhood.
Rousing up, Harkins took hold of Avery's arms and faced him toward the interior.
"Off with you, and stay till I call you. I will keep faithful ward and watch, even though my fancies wander thousands of miles away to a certain vine clad cottage in old England."
And the fellow, happy even in his sadness, looked out upon the moonlit plain and hummed "Annie Laurie," as Dr. Avery, full of love for his splendid friend, sauntered back to that other dearer one, who, as Harkins said, looked so longingly for his coming.
Within the larger room it was quite dark. The overturned idol afforded a bench upon which Mr. Hildreth, his wife and daughter were seated. There was room for the doctor, who, guided by the voices, placed himself near Marian and imprisoned her hand, while the low murmured conversation went on.
Avery related what had taken place at the entrance to the temple. Luchman had stolen out on an expedition of his own, while Harkins was acting the part of sentinel.
"I think the same as Harkins," said the missionary, "that Luchman is trying to do that which cannot be done. Not even a mouse could get out of here without being seen by the Ghoojurs."