Now, looking at the Rajah’s dark secretive face in which his teeth seemed strangely white, she thought her aunt’s description of him might well be justified. Hastily she moved as if to pass him, saying,
‘You will excuse me, Your Highness, but I have been sent on an errand for my aunt.’
‘It can wait for a few moments,’ the Rajah answered. ‘What I have to say to you is of vast importance to you personally.’
‘To me?’ Mistral said in surprise. ‘What is it?’
‘Come with me,’ the Rajah said authoritatively. ‘We cannot talk here.’
He led the way into the deserted Concert Room. The high windows were open on to the terrace and the Rajah followed by Mistral passed through one of them so that they stood outside, the light from the moon illuminating the stone balustrade and the great stone urns pl
