She took from beneath her vestment a little bag of
silk and taking from it a ruby she put it in Barlow's hand, saying:
"Here is the 'Lamp of Akbar;' it protects and gives power."
"Where did you get this magnificent ruby, girl--it is of great value?"
Barlow queried in amazement.
"Do you remember, Sahib, when Bootea asked for the turban of Hunsa, the
time it was stripped from his head, and the paper of message found
hidden in it?"
"Yes, you said you would take it back to the Bagrees to show them that
Hunsa was dead."
He could hear the Gulab chuckle. "That was but the deceit of a woman,
Sahib; the simple things that a woman says to deceive a clever man. I
knew that Hunsa had the ruby sewn in a corner of the turban, and when I
had taken the stone I burned the turban in the fire, for it was like
Hunsa--very dirty."
"Where did Hunsa get it?"
"When the Bagrees killed the jewel merchant, that time the Sahib saved
Bootea, he stole it from the other decoits, hiding it in his turban,
because the Dewan wanted it."
"But I don't want the stone--I can't take it," Barlow expostulated.
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