“An assassin! The creature was an assassin! He killed Rodman simply by
crushing him in his arms!”
Sir Henry's drawl lengthened.
“It's Lal Gupta,” he said, “the cleverest Oriental in the whole of Asia.
The jewel-traders sent him to watch Rodman, and to kill him if he was
ever able to get his formulae worked out. They must have paid him an
incredible sum.”
“And that is why the creature attached himself to Rodman!” I said.
“Surely,” replied Sir Henry. “He brought that bronze Romulus carrying
off the Sabine woman and staged the supernatural to work out his plan
and to save his life. I knew the bronze as soon as I got my eye on
it--old Franz Josef gave it as a present to Mahadal in Bombay for
matching up some rubies.”