“How knowest thou that?”
“I was there, bearing her box of jewels.”
“Didst thou see her buy the tikkut?”
“Nay, I bought it, for she ordered me.”
“For what destination was the tikkut?”
“Peshawur!” said Ismail, filling his mouth with the word as if he loved it.
“Yet”--it was King who spoke now, pointing an accusing finger at him--“a burra sahib sends a tar to me--this is it!--to say she is in Delhi still! Who told thee to answer those questions with those words?”
“She!” the big man answered.
“Yasmini?”
“Aye! May Allah cover her with blessings!”