"It was of the Chief of the Pindaris."
She felt the quivering start that ran through Barlow's body; but he said quietly: "With the Pindaris there is always trouble. Something of robbery—of a raid, was it?"
"I will listen again to those that whisper in the dark," she answered, "and perhaps if it concerns you, for your protection, I will tell."
"I hope those men didn't fall in with my two chaps," Barlow said, rather voicing his thoughts than in the way of speaking to the girl.
"The two who rode—they were the Captain Sahib's servants?"
Barlow started. "Yes, they were: I suppose I can trust you."
"And the Sahib is troubled? Perhaps it was a message for the Sahib that they carried."
"I don't know," he answered, evasively. "I was thinking that perhaps they might be messengers, for our sepoys are not stationed here, and come but on such errands."
"And if they were lulled, and the message stolen, it would cause trouble?"
She felt him tremble as he looked down into her eyes.