Afzool Khan hesitated, but his son whispered, "We shall be better there, father, than amidst these curious gazers," and drew him along gently. He did not resist, but followed passively. "Stay, however," added Fazil to the Kótwal; "where is Fureed Duffadar? I would speak with him." The man advanced a few steps. "I am here, my lord; what are your orders?" "None from me," returned Fazil; "but look you, Meerza Sahib--for the sake of justice ask of this good man what that Kullal told us; for it is in the law that the word of a true believer is better than the oath of a Kafir. And, pardon me, Meerza, but my father and myself, in the name of the King, hold you responsible for the custody of that man. How came Maloosray into his shop, or to remain there while a King's guard was within ear-shot? Ah, liar," added the young man, as the Kullal was advancing, with joined hands, and about to speak, "no more; thou hast told enough lies for the present; by-and-by there will be other questions. Beware of them." So saying, he passed with his father into the door which the Kótwal himself held open. It was a quiet, secluded place--a small apartment supported upon wooden pillars and arches, which opened into a court shaded with trees. Carpets and pillows were there in abundance, and the place was cool and neatly furnished. "The papers, whatever they are, Meah, remain with you," said the Meerza. "Shall we examine them here privately?" "They will be shown to the King only," said Fazil, dryly, "for they concern no one else; meanwhile I am responsible for them." "Then I will leave ye, noble sirs," returned the other; "be pleased to rest yourselves." "O for a moment's speech of the King!" cried the Khan, as they were alone. "Now it is too late, and Khan Mahomed is lost. Nay, son, 'tis a pretty court, and not unlike our own Khilwut; but I cannot breathe freely. Canst thou, Fazil? it chokes me." "Fear not, father; all will be well, I trust," replied his son. "Unobserved, I gave a message to the lad Ashruf, who seems faithful, to be delivered to Kowas Khan. If he comes, all will be well, for he can warn his father. No harm can happen to us except from the Wuzeer, and he may----" "He dare not," cried Afzool Khan--"he dare not think of us; he will have enough to do to save himself. If the Shah acts--acts firmly--as--as--I would, son, were I in his place and were it my dearest friend--he should die. O Khan Mahomed! O friend!" exclaimed the old man bitterly, "how often have I remonstrated and implored, but you have not listened! He spoke me fair, Fazil, always,--see what is in his heart. But what is written, is written. Let it be; we cannot prevent it." "Ameen, father! we can only do what is possible to save----"