He has
hidden them," pleaded Ram Lal.
"Ah! I must look to this" mused Hawke, when Ram Lal had been
frightened away with a last stern injunction:
"Obey my slightest wishes or you will hang! I will have you watched
till I return! There are eyes upon your path that never close in
sleep!" Ram Lal shuddered in silence.
Delhi soon forgot the man whom the great stone now covered in the
English cemetery, and only General Willoughby and the easy-going
civil authorities knew of the cablegram: "Coming on with full
power from Senior Executor.--Dougas Fraser, Junior Executor." The
cablegram was dated from Milan, for two keen Scottish brains were
now busied with plans to save and care for the worldly gear so
suddenly abandoned to their care by Hugh Johnstone. Though Delhi was
swept as with a besom, no trace of the cowardly assassins was ever
found, and only old Simpson, waiting, in final charge as household
major domo for Douglas Fraser's arrival, could enlighten the
perturbed commanding General with certain vague suspicions. But
Ram Lal slept now in a growing security.
"It is clear that the master was watched in his secret preparations
for the voyage home," said Simpson, "and some outsiders, with
the help of some traitor among the blacks, paid off an old score.
I could tell of many an old enemy which he gained in these twenty
years." sadly said Simpson. "I feel they only mussed up the room
to give an appearance of robbery.
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