“No, sahib. He was told the state that she was in, and the chief lady of the zenana sent him word that for the present she must have quiet and rest, but that in two or three days she might be fit to see him.” “That is something,” Bathurst said thankfully. “Now we shall have time to think of some scheme for getting her out.” “You have been in the zenana yourself, Rabda?” Rujub asked. “Yes, father; the mistress of the zenana saw me directly an attendant told her I was there. She has always been kind to me. I said that you were going on a journey, and asked her if I might stay with her and act as an attendant until you returned, and she at once assented. She asked if I should see you before you left, and when I said yes, she asked if you could not give her some spell that would turn the Rajah’s thoughts from this white girl. She fears that if she should become first favorite in the zenana, she might take things in her hands as English women do, and make all sorts of changes. I told her that, doubtless, the English girl would do this, and that I thought she was wise to ask your assistance.” “You are mad, Rabda,” her father said angrily; “what have I to do with spells and love philters?” “No, father, I knew well enough you would not believe in such things, but I thought in this way I might see the lady, and communicate with her.” “A very good idea, Rabda,” Bathurst said. “Is there nothing you can do, Rujub, to make her odious to the Nana?” “Nothing, sahib. I could act upon some people’s minds, and make them think that the young lady was afflicted by some loathsome disease, but not with the Nana. I have many times tried to influence him, but without success: his mind is too deep for mine to master, and between us there is no sympathy. Could I be present with him and the girl I might do something--that is, if the powers that aid me would act against him; but this I do not think.” “Rujub,” Bathurst said suddenly, “there must have been medical stores taken when the camp was captured--drugs and things of that sort. Can you find out who has become possessed of them?” “I might find out, sahib. Doubtless the men who looted the camp will have sold the drugs to the native shops, for English drugs are highly prized. Are there medicines that can act as the mistress of the zenana wishes?” “No; but there are drugs that when applied externally would give the appearance of a terrible disease. There are acids whose touch would burn and blister the skin, and turn a beautiful face into a dreadful mask.” “But would it recover its fairness, sahib?” “The traces might last for a long time, even for life, if too much were used, but I am sure Miss Hannay would not hesitate for a moment on that account.” “But you, sahib--would you risk her being disfigured?”