"I shall retire now, Chandra Lal," she announced quietly. "You have your instructions."
"Yes, Heavenborn!"
"You remember the place—the room?"
"How could I forget, Heavenborn?"
"You will"—she hesitated—"cause no injury unless necessary."
"Nay, Heavenborn!"
"Stop calling me that!"—irritably.
Scarlet betel-stained teeth were revealed in a smile.
"Very well, Memsahib."
"You may go now."