"Well--I'm afraid that your Bill isn't here, and can't get here.
So the best thing that you can do is to pray and let us pray."

"I'll pray for Bill!" said Jane defiantly. "Bill don't know that
I'm in India, and he surely doesn't know I'm here. But if he knew--
Oh, God! Let him know! Tell him! He'd come so quick. He'd--snnff,
snnff--he'd--why, he'd ha' been here long ago! Dear God, tell Bill
I'm here, that's all!"




V.

General Baines was in a position to be envied. No soldier worthy
of his salt is other than elated at the thought of war. Now for
the proving of his theories. Now for the fruit of all his tireless
preaching and inspection and preparing--the planned, pegged-out swoop
to victory!

He knew--as few men in India knew--the length and the breadth of what
was coming. And when two of his non-commissioned officers sent in
word that the whole country was ablaze, he realized, as few other
men did in that minute, that this was no local outbreak. The long-
threatened holocaust had come, and he had to act, to smite, to strike
sure and swift at the festering root of things, or Central India
was lost.

But his hands were tied still. He knew. He could see. He could
feel. He could hear. But he had his orders. That very morning they