Q. Yes.  When is Ragobah expected to return?

A. He write that he think he return on the Dalmatia.  She due next day after to-morrow.

Q. Has Ragobah any physical peculiarities?

A. His hands and feet they very small for man so big and strong.

Q. Anything else?

A. His left leg been hurt.  The foot very bad shape, and the whole leg some bad, and,—­what you call—­halt when he walk.

Q. Has he the habit of biting his finger nails?

A. I not know he has, Sahib.

This completed the list of questions which I had desired to ask him, so, after once more receiving his assurance that he would meet me in the evening with his friend Scindia, I left him.  As you know, I am not wont to draw conclusions until all the evidence is in, but I must confess that, looking at the whole matter from start to finish, there seems to have fallen upon Ragobah a net of circumstantial evidence so strong, and with a mesh of detail so minute, that it does not seem possible a mosquito could escape from it.  Look at it a moment from this standpoint.  Ragobah alone, so far as we know, has a motive for the murder.  His victim has related the feud existing between them and foretold, with an air of the utmost assurance, just such an outcome thereof.  Add to this that this man leaves India on a mission which those about him do not hesitate to pronounce one of vengeance, at just such a time as would enable him to reach Boston just a little before the commission of the murder; that this mission is the culmination of twenty years of unremitting search for revenge; that this malignity is supposed to be directed against some rival in his wife’s affections, and the chain of circumstantial evidence possesses, so far as it extends, no weak link.  Then, too, Ragobah has very small hands, a deformed left foot, and a limping gait,—­ everything almost which we had already predicted of the assassin.  So sure am I that Ragobah is the guilty man that I shall ask for his arrest upon his arrival day after to-morrow should he return then, a thing which, I regret to say, does not impress me as altogether likely.  Should he not come I shall cable you to institute a search for your end of the line.  The next thing in order which I have to relate is my interview with Moro Scindia.  I had engaged an interpreter, but was able to dismiss him as my guest spoke English with more ease and fluency than he, being an intelligent and well-to-do member of the Vaisya caste.  I thought it wise to see the venerable Scindia alone, and accordingly sent Parinama out of the room with the interpreter.  As before; I give you what passed between us as I jotted it down in my notebook.

Q. You are a friend of Rama Ragobah, are you not?

A. No, Sahib; he has no friends.

Q. You speak as if you disliked him.

A. It is not Mono Scindia’s habit to play the hypocrite.  I have good reason to hate him.