Carlyon.
If you question them they will shoot you. I knew an American killed there for pressing a Bhojâli to tell his children's names.
Vera.
[Coming across to him.] But, Father, you've travelled over all that country yourself!
Adene.
And unarmed, wasn't it?
Carlyon.
[To Vera.] Yes, child, but it does not follow that another man can! [Turning to Adene with change of manner from proud to pleasant.] Perhaps you've not heard how they have shrines built to me there and offer sacrifices to one of my old swords.
Adene.