"Two years had passed when the chance of my duties again called me to
Bombay. Because I knew the country and the language well, I was left there
to undertake another mission, by a sequence of unforeseen circumstances.
"I finished what I had to do as quickly as possible, and as I had a
considerable amount of spare time on my hands I determined to go and see
my friend Rajah Maddan and my dear little Châli once more, though I
expected to find her much changed.
"The rajah received me with every demonstration of pleasure, and hardly
left me for a moment during the first day of my visit. At night, however,
when I was alone, I sent for Haribadada, and after several misleading
questions I said to him:
"'Do you know what has become of little Châli, whom the rajah gave me?'
"He immediately assumed a sad and troubled look, and said, in evident
embarrassment:
"'We had better not speak of her.'
"'Why? She was a dear little woman.'
"'She turned out badly, sir.'
"'What--Châli? What has become of her? Where is she?'
"'I mean to say that she came to a bad end.'
"'A bad end! Is she dead?'
"'Yes. She committed a very dreadful action.'
"I was very much distressed. I felt my heart beat; my breast was
oppressed with grief, and I insisted on knowing what she had done and what
had happened to her.
"The man became more and more embarrassed, and murmured: 'You had
better not ask about it.'
"'But I want to know.'
"'She stole--'
"'Who--Châli? What did she steal?'
"'Something that belonged to you.'
"'To me? What do you mean?'
"'The day you left she stole that little box which the prince had given
you; it was found in her hands.'
"'What box are you talking about?'
"'The box covered with shells.'
"'But I gave it to her.'
"The Hindoo looked at me with stupefaction, and then replied: 'Well,
she declared with the most sacred oaths that you had given it to her, but
nobody could believe that you could have given a king's present to a
slave, and so the rajah had her punished.'
"'How was she punished? What was done to her?'
"'She was tied up in a sack and thrown into the lake from this window,
from the window of the room in which we are, where she had committed
the theft.'
"I felt the most terrible grief that I ever experienced, and made a
sign to Haribadad to go away so that he might not see my tears. I spent
the night on the gallery which looked on to the lake, on the gallery where
I had so often held the poor child on my knees, and pictured to myself her
pretty little body lying decomposed in a sack in the dark waters beneath
me.
"The next day I left again, in spite of the rajah's entreaties and
evident vexation; and I now still feel as if I had never loved any woman
but Châli."