.."
A faint sound attracted Miska's attention. Placing a quivering finger
to her lips, she gently thrust Chunda Lal out into the corridor.
"He returns!" she whispered: "If I call--come to me, my friend. But we
have not long to wait!"
She closed the door.
CHAPTER V
WHAT HAPPENED TO STUART
Stuart had gained the end of the corridor, unmolested. There he found
a short flight of steps, which he descended and came to a second
corridor forming a right angle with the first. A lamp was hung at the
foot of the steps, and by its light he discerned a shadowy figure
standing at the further end of this second passage.
A moment he hesitated, peering eagerly along the corridor. The man
who waited was Chunda Lal. Stuart approached him and silently placed
in his hand the gold amulet.
Chunda Lal took it as one touching something holy, and raising it he
kissed it with reverence. His dark eyes were sorrowful. Long and
ardently he pressed the little trinket to his lips, then concealed it
under the white robe which he wore and turned to Stuart. His eyes were
sorrowful no more, but fierce as the eyes of a tiger.
"Follow!" he said.
He unlocked a door and stepped out into a neglected garden, Stuart
close at his heels. The sky was cloudy, and the moon obscured. Never
glancing back, Chunda Lal led the way along a path skirting a high
wall upon which climbing fruit trees were growing until they came to a
second door and this also the Hindu unlocked.
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