hung on the wall behind him and trying to see her face.

"I am the same who met you that morning on the hilltop and purchased
silence from you at a price."

He peered through the narrow opening, holding the lamp above his head.

"That was a man. You are a woman."

For answer to that she stood on tiptoe and blew the lamp out. He would
have slammed the door, but her foot was in the way.

"By dark or daylight, Mukhum Dass, your eyes read nothing but the
names on hundis (notes)! Now, what does the car say? Does the voice
tell nothing?"

"Aye, it is the same."

"You shall have that title-deed tomorrow at dawn--on certain terms."

"How do I know?'

"Because I say it--I, who said that Chamu would repay his son's loan,--
I, who knew from the first all about the title-deed,--I, who know where
it is this minute,--I, who know the secrets of Jinendra's priest,--I, whose
name stands written on the hundred-rupee note with which the butler
paid his son's debt!"

"The princess! The Princess Yasmini! It was her name on the note!"