Q. You would not, then, had he committed a crime, assist him to escape justice?

A. I would track him like a bloodhound to the ends of the earth.

Q. You knew Ragobah’s wife?

A. She was my cousin, Sahib.

Q. Were your relations friendly?

A. They were more than friendly.  I loved her dearly, and would have tried to win her had I not been so much her senior.

Q. Did she live happily with Ragobah?

A. No, Sahib.

Q. Why?

A. I cannot answer.  I have sworn to reveal the last experiences of my cousin to but one person.

Q. And that person is?

A. I must decline to answer that also, Sahib.

Q. If I succeed in naming him will you acknowledge it?

A. You will not succeed, Sahib.

Q. But if I should?

A. I will acknowledge it.

Q. The person is John Hinton Darrow.

The old man started as if he had been stabbed, and looked at me in amazement.  He seemed at first to think I had read his thoughts and riveted his dark eyes upon me as if, by way of return, he would read my very soul.  I think he did so, for his scrutiny seemed to satisfy him.  He replied, somewhat reassured:  “I can speak only to John Hinton Darrow.”

“John Darrow is dead,” I said.

“Dead!” he exclaimed, springing to his feet; “Darrow Sahib dead!” and he fell back into his chair, covering his face with his hands.  “Ah, my poor Lona!” he muttered feebly; “I have failed to keep my promise.  Do not reproach me, for I have done my best.  For twenty years have I searched in vain for this man that I might fulfil your last request, and the very first information I receive is the news of his death.  I have been no less vigilant than Ragobah, yet I have failed, even as he has failed.”

I took this opportunity to again question him.

Q. Are you sure Ragobah failed?

A. Yes; had he found Darrow Sahib he would have killed him.  His mission was one of revenge; mine one of love and justice; both have failed utterly since their object is dead.  My pledge is broken!

Q. In its letter, yes; but the chance is still left you to keep the spirit of your covenant.

A. I do not understand you, Sahib.

Q. I will explain.  Lona Ragobah confided to you certain facts in explanation of her conduct toward John Darrow.  She loved him passionately, and it was her desire to stand acquitted in his sight.  Were she alive now, any wish he had expressed during his life would be fulfilled by her as a sacred and pleasurable duty.  This, then, as one who lovingly performs her will, should be your attitude also.  John Darrow was the only man she ever loved, and, were she living, every drop of her loyal blood would rise against anyone who had done him injury.  Do I not speak the truth?

A. Yes; she was loyal unto death and so shall I be.  My hand has ever been against all who have done her harm; Ragobah knows that full well.