"Ah!"
"Durga Ram," she began, "I am seeking you." Her voice trembled ever so little.
"Indeed! And why do you seek me, who am your enemy, and who always will be?"
"A woman loves where she must, not where she wills."
Umballa seemed to ponder over this truth.
"And why have you sought me?"
"A woman's reasons. My husband and the Mem-sahib——"
"You know, then, where she is?" quickly.
"Aye, Durga Ram; I alone know where she is hiding."
He sent a shrewd glance into her eyes. Had she wavered, ill would have befallen her.