"Did you come all the way from Gaya to listen?" he asked at last, with a brief laugh.
"No, I came for the fulfilment of a promise," she answered. "For my day out."
"It was a bad—an impossible day to choose."
"It was my last day."
He was silent for an instant. He had tried to adjust his tone to hers and had failed. Now he ceased to try. He spoke roughly, rather brutally.
"Then you're leaving Gaya?"
"I don't know—perhaps. It all depends. At any rate, this was my last chance."
"I don't know how on earth you got here."
"On horseback. I've put my steed with Arabella. You don't mind?"
"It's not safe for you here—on a day like this."