that day engaged.

The juggler did not arrive on the following evening as he had expected,
but late in the afternoon a native boy brought in a message from him,
saying that his daughter was too shaken and ill to travel, but that they
would come when she recovered.

A week later, on returning from a long day's work, Bathurst was told
that a juggler was in the veranda waiting to see him.

"I told him, sahib," the servant said, "that you cared not for such
entertainments, and that he had better go elsewhere; but he insisted
that you yourself had told him to come, and so I let him wait."

"Has he a girl with him, Jafur?"

"Yes, sahib."

Bathurst strolled round to the other side of the bungalow, where Rujub
was sitting patiently, with Rabda wrapped in her blue cloth beside him.
They rose to their feet.

"I am glad to see your daughter is better again, Rujub."

"She is better, sahib; she has had fever, but is restored."

"I cannot see your juggling tonight, Rujub. I have had a heavy day's
work, and am worn out, and have still much to do. You had better go
round to some of the other bungalows; though I don't think you will do
much this evening, for there is a dinner party at the Collector's, and
almost everyone will be there. My servants will give you food, and I
shall be off at seven o'clock in the morning, but shall be glad to see
you before I start. Are you in want of money?" and he put his hand in
his pocket.

"No, sahib," the juggler said. "We have money sufficient for all our
wants; we are not thinking of performing tonight, for Rabda is not
equal to it. Before sunrise we shall be on our way again; I must be at
Cawnpore, and we have delayed too long already. Could you give us but
half an hour tonight, sahib; we will come at any hour you like. I would
show you things that few Englishmen have seen. Not mere common tricks,
sahib, but mysteries such as are known to few even of us. Do not say no,
sahib."

"Well, if you wish it, Rujub, I will give you half an hour," and
Bathurst looked at his watch. "It is seven now, and I have to dine. I
have work to do that will take me three hours at least, but at eleven I
shall have finished. You will see a light in my room; come straight to
the open window."

"We will be there, sahib;" and with a salaam the juggler walked off,
followed by his daughter.

A few minutes before the appointed time Bathurst threw down his pen with
a little sigh of satisfaction.

The memo he h