But there was no answer.
“Where is she, Risaldar?”
“She is there, heavenborn!”
“Is she asleep?”
“Aye! She sleeps deeply!”
There was, something in the Rajput's voice that was strange, that hinted at a darker meaning.
“Ayah!” she called again, afraid, though she knew not why, to enter.
“She guards the jewels, heavenborn! Wait, while I bring the lamp!”
He crossed the room, brought it and stepped with it past Ruth, straight into the room.
“See!” he said, holding the lamp up above his head. “There in her bosom are the jewels! It was there, too, that she had the knife to slay thee with! My sword is clean, yet, heavenborn! I slew her with my fingers, thus!”