"Sree!"
"I am here, Sahib," whispered the hunter, stepping down to them as soon as the barge was beyond hearing; "that is an enemy's boat, I think, in chase of one which went up before."
"Your news, man—your news!" whispered the doctor hoarsely.
"I went to the doctor Sahib's house."
"Yes! My wife?"
"The doctor Sahib's house is gone."
"Burned?"
"Yes, Sahib, to ashes. There was no one there."
"Did you go to the bungalow, Sree?" whispered Harry.
"Burnt down to embers, Sahib Harry. Every house belonging to the
English masters has been burned down."