Questions and Answers
the vigor of the mountain air seemed to have entered into John Donovan.
"Strange," he remarked "Now where did that come from?"
"From the same place I did."
But he was not to be put aside.
"I want to know, Miss Rand. This box was in the care of a certain Jain Ali Beg."
The name recalled the story of Major Fraser-Carnie to the girl. She hesitated whether to tell her patient. He was growing petulant, however, at being silenced.
"Jain Ali Beg was killed," she said, "by Aravang."
"Ah. Your servant?"
"No. One of the—the Yakka Arik men. The one that brought the box."
"A Sayak, then. I think he introduced himself to me in a Kashgar serai. Ah, perhaps he imagined Jain Ali Beg poisoned me. It would be like Jain Ali Beg." Donovan pondered.
"At Gilghit—Major Fraser-Carnie's house. Iskander stole—took—the box from Srinagar and brought it here with me."
"So Iskander brought you." Donovan's eyes became grave. "Miss Rand, I must know what has happened. Much depends on it. More than you know. You must tell me everything."
His insistence was more than the irritability of the sick. It was authoritative, urgent. She related briefly all that had passed from the night of the ball in Srinagar until now, leaving out Monsey and the hardships she had been forced to undergo; also, the affray at Kashgar.
The story had the effect of silencing Donovan. He
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