"Yes," answered the girl, in the clacking, parrot-like voice with which the boys were somewhat familiar.
"You are never to remember, meetoowah, what you do in de parade, or what you do on de flying machine," continued Ben Ali. "When you wake, you forget all that, and how I tell you to pull the lever when de parade reach de min'ral well, or pin de fireball as it smoulder to de wing of de machine. You forget all that, huh?"
"Yes."
"You are bright, lively girl, meetoowah" went on the Hindoo. "You are gay, happy, but you are under de power, yes, all de time. You go back to de show, and you tell them that Ben Ali and Aurung Zeeb ver' bad mans and run away with Haidee, that you make de escape. Then you get from Boss Burton the money he owe and come to Linton Hotel in Lafayette sometime this night. You understand, meetoowah?"
"Yes."
"And you not let anybody know you come to Linton Hotel, meetoowah."
"No."
"And at all time when you wake you forget you was Margaret Manners, and you remember all time when you wake that you only Haidee."
"Yes."