“I am ill,” she said; “will you permit Nana to get me some medicine which has helped me in similar attacks?” Ragobah’s reply was directed to Kandia.
“You may do as the Sahibah bids you,” was all he said.
Kandia turned to Lona for instructions and she said to him, “Get me half an ounce of—stay, there are several ingredients—I had better write them down.” She wrote upon a little slip of paper, naming aloud the ingredients and quantities as she did so, and then asked Kandia to move her chair to an open window before he left. When he had done so, she passed him the note, saying, “Please get it as quickly as possible.” As he took the paper she seized his hand for a moment and pressed it firmly. He noticed this at the time, but its significance did not dawn upon him until he had nearly reached
