"[...]shall be as mute as the six-armed she-devil that yonder louse worships!" There was a humorous gleam in the white man’s eyes. "Excellent! Make your price and come to me at the dâk bungalow
at eight o’clock to-night. Bring a few necklaces for effect. I will be on the veranda. My name is Leroux Sahib." He tossed several rupees upon one of the chests, and turned and went out.[...]".