His feet stumbled on the way to the door. In the bright light of the court, his camel was already kneeling. Bamban stood there ready to take his ankle. He reached the seat. The camel arose.... Voices of the pit in his ears, and now he saw her there below. She had come forth into the light. Her face was clear. He saw her hand below on the leather near his foot, her lips forming to speak. He bent to them.
"Why don't you tell me?" she said softly.
Romney brushed his hand across his eyes and bent again.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Why don't you tell me?" she repeated.
Romney glanced about till he found Bamban.
"Tell the driver to bring this camel down," he said.
The beast knelt obediently.
Romney stood before her in the court. He brushed his hand across his eyes again, then turned to Bamban:
"Tell the drivers to put the beasts away. It's a long journey and they had better rest for to-day."