"'This is the gift of Kurnavati, Rani of Chitore.'
"And Humayun looked at the messenger and asked:
"'And if Humayun accept the gift of the Rani Kurnavati, what then?'
"'Then shall Humayim be her bracelet-bound brother, and she shall be his dear and virtuous sister.'
"And Humayun looked at the gift and asked:
"'And if I become bracelet-bound brother to the Rani Kurnavati, what then?'
"'Then will the Rani of Chitore call upon her dear and reverend brother, according to the bond, to succour her from the cruel vengeance of Bahadur Shah.'
"And because the heart of Humayun loved all chivalrous and noble deeds better than conquest and rich spoils, he took the bracelet and bound it about his wrist, saying: 'Behold, according to the custom, Humayun accepts the bond, and from henceforth the Rani Kurnavati is his dear and virtuous sister, and his sword shall not rest in its scabbard till she is free from the threat of her oppressors.' And he set forth with all his horsemen and rode night and day till the walls of Chitore were in sight."
"Well——?" The story-teller had ceased speaking and the Englishman rolled over, clipping his square chin in his big hands. "Go on, Ayeshi."
"He came too late." The metal had gone from the boy's voice, and the firelight awoke no answering gleam in his watching eyes.