“But if he denies it? Why, he might even produce another Koran to show you there was nothing in it at all.”
“To be sure he might—and most certainly will. And therefore my only course is to make it impossible for the suggested combination to take place. Believe me, ma’am, I have a rod in pickle for old Gul Ali. My sole fear is that he mayn’t care to face me.”
“But sure that would be to admit his guilt?”
“True, but a tacit admission of guilt don’t do you much good when the guilty person remains so discreetly at a distance that you can’t lay hands on him.”
“The sun is getting precious low, General,” ventured the watchful Brian, riding up level with Sir Harry.
“That’s true, and we seem to have collected the escort without the loss of a man. Ma’am, I owe you an apology for trespassing on y
