'It was clever. But thou shouldst have lashed him to the beam with a rope. Now, thou thyself wilt hang by a rope. Orderly!'
A drowsy policeman answered Strickland's call. He was followed by another, and Tietjens sat wondrous still.
'Take him to the police-station,' said Strickland. 'There is a case toward.'
'Do I hang, then?' said Bahadur Khan, making no attempt to escape, and keeping his eyes on the ground.
'If the sun shines or the water runs—yes!' said Strickland.
Bahadur Khan stepped back one long pace, quivered, and stood still. The two policemen waited further orders.
'Go!' said Strickland.
'Nay; but I go very swiftly,' said Bahadur Khan. 'Look! I am even now a dead man.'
He lifted his foot, and to the little toe there clung the head of the half-killed snake, firm fixed in the agony of death. 'I come of land-holding stock,' said Bahadur Khan, rocking where he stood. 'It were a disgrace to me to go to the public scaffold: therefore I take this way. Be it remembered that the Sahib's shirts are correctly enumerated, and that there is an extra piece of soap in his washbasin. My child was bewitched, and I slew the wizard. Why should you seek to slay me with the rope? My honour is saved, and—and—I die.'
At the end of an hour he died, as they die who are bitten by the little brown karait, and the policemen bore him and the thing under the tablecloth to their appointed places. All were needed to make clear the disappearance of Imray.
'This,' said Strickland, very calmly, as he climbed
