Nagpûr. I wondered very much on my way north why I was not molested, for I did not fail to see that the death of the man in Nagpûr was connected with the fact that he had divulged to me some of the secrets of the religion of Fire-Tongue. Indeed, it was from him that I first learned the name of the high priest of the cult of Fire. Why I was not molested I learned later.
"But to return to Vâdi, my Brahmin guide. We had camped for the night in the shadow of one of those giant tors which I have mentioned. The bearers were seated around their fire at some little distance from us, and Vâdi and I were consulting respecting our route in the morning, when I decided to take him into my confidence. Accordingly:
"'Vâdi,' I said, 'I know for a positive fact that we are within ten miles of the secret Temple of Fire.'
"I shall never forget the look in his eyes, with the reflection of the firelight dancing in them; but he never moved a muscle.
"'The sahib is wise,' he replied.
'"So is Vâdi,' said I. 'Therefore he knows how happy a thousand pounds of English money would make him. It is his in return for a sight of the Temple.'
"Still as a carven image, he squatted there watching me, unmoving, expressionless. Then:
"'A man may die for nothing,' he returned, softly. 'Why should the sahib pay a thousand pounds?'
