by our conjurers at home, but there are some that have never been
solved."

"I have been offered, more than once, large sums by English sahibs
to tell them how some of the feats were done, but I could not; we
are bound by terrible oaths, and; in no case has a juggler proved
false to them. Were one to do so he would be slain without mercy,
and his fate in the next world would be terrible; forever and
forever his soul would pass through the bodies of the foulest and
lowest creatures, and there would be no forgiveness for him. I would
give my life for the sahib, but even to him I would not divulge
our mysteries."

In a few minutes they came to the first village beyond the jungle.
As they approached it Bathurst checked his horse and lifted the
girl down. She took his hand and pressed her forehead to it.

"I shall see you tomorrow, then, Rujub," he said, and shaking the
reins, went on at a canter.

"That is a new character for me to come out in," he said bitterly;
"I do not know myself--I, of all men. But there was no bravery
in it; it never occurred to me to be afraid; I just thrashed him
off as I should beat off a dog who was killing a lamb; there was no
noise, and it is noise that frightens me; if the brute had roared
I should assuredly have run; I know it would have been so; I could
not have helped it to have saved my life. It is an awful curse that
I am not as other men, and that I tremble and shake like a girl
at the sound of firearms. It would have been better if I had been
killed by the first shot fired in the Punjaub eight years ago, or