When, finally, he ceased speaking, he struck a gong
which hung from a corner of the huge table, and Chunda Lal entered.
"Fo-Hi addressed a brief order to him in Hindustani--and a few
moments later a second Chinaman walked slowly into the room."
Miska paused, as if to collect her ideas, but continued almost
immediately.
"He wore a plain yellow robe and had a little black cap on his head.
His face, his wonderful evil face I can never forget, and his eyes--I
fear you will think I exaggerate--but his eyes were green as emeralds!
He fixed them upon me.
"'This,' said Fo-Hi, 'is Miska.'
"The other Chinaman continued to regard me with those dreadful eyes;
then:
"'You have chosen well.' he said, turned and slowly went out again.
"I thank God that I have never seen him since, for his dreadful face
haunted my dreams for long afterwards. But I have learned of him, and
I know that next to Fo-Hi he is the most dangerous being in the known
world. He has invented horrible things--poisons and instruments, which
I cannot describe because I have never seen them; but I have seen ...
some of their effects."
She paused, overcome with the horror of her memories.
"What is the name of this other man?" asked Stuart eagerly. Miska
glanced at him rapidly.
"Oh, do not ask me questions, please!" she pleaded. "I will tell you
all I can, all I dare; what I do not tell you I cannot tell you--and
this is one of the things I dare not tell.
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