id, "just put your
hand in mine!"

He laid his own upon the table before her, upturned, ready to clasp
hers. His face was bent so low over her that his lips were almost on her
hair. She could have yielded herself to his arms without effort.

But she only stiffened at his action, and became intensely still. In
the seconds that followed she did not so much as breathe. She was as one
turned to stone.

For the space of a full minute he waited; and through it the wild
beating of her heart rose up in the stillness, throbbing audibly. But
still she sat before him mutely, making no sign.

Then, after what seemed to her an eternity of waiting, very quietly he
straightened himself and took his hand away.

She shrank away involuntarily with a nervous contraction of her whole
body. For that moment she was unspeakably afraid.

But he gave her no cause for fear. He bore himself with absolute
self-possession.

"Very well," he said. "That ends it. You are free."

With the words he turned deliberately from her, walked to the door,
passed quietly out. And she was left alone.

CHAPTER XVII

THE EASIEST COURSE

"I won't be a party to it," said Nick.

"You can't help yourself."

Bluntly Max made reply. He lounged against the window while his host
dressed. The presence of the stately _khitmutgar_ who was assisting Nick
was ignored by them both.

"I can generally manage to help myself," observed Nick.

Max's mouth took its most cynical downward curve. "You see, old chap,
this chances to be one of the occasions on which you can't. It's my
funeral, not yours."

Nick sent a brief glance across. "You're a fool, Max," he said.

"Thanks!" said Max. He took his pipe from his pocket and commenced to
fill it with extreme care. There was something grimly ironical about his
whole bearing. He did not speak again till his task was completed and
the pipe alight. Then very deliberately through a cloud of rank smoke,
he took up his tale. "It is one of the most interesting cases that have
ever come under my notice. I am only sorry that I shall not be able to
continue to keep it under my own personal supervision."

Nick laughed, a crude, cracked laugh. "It seems a pity certainly, since
you came to India for that express purpose. I suppose you think it's up
to me to continue the treatment?"

"Exactly," said Max.

"Well, I'm not going to." Again Nick's eyes flashed a keen look at Max's
imperturbable countenance. "I held my peac