English ladies in the Bombay Rotten Row, and uses a European saddle."
The account which Sam had thus slightly sketched was more than borne out by the facts that evening. The young Rajah's reception-rooms, blazing with light, were decorated with all that the wealth of fancy could suggest or the wealth of precious metal procure, while music and perfume filled the air and intoxicated the senses.
For some time Sam and Robin moved slowly about in the crowded rooms, finding themselves rubbing shoulders, now with Eastern aristocrats in richest costume and glittering jewels, now with England's warriors in scarlet and blue; sometimes with Parsees, Hindus, Mohammedans, and Jews in their characteristic garbs, at other times with European civilians, like themselves, in sober black.
It was a bewildering scene, and the loud continuous murmur of many voices, chattering in many tongues, did not tend to decrease the bewilderment.
"What are they about over there?" said Robin, directing his companion's attention to a room in which the people appeared to be observing something with great attention.
"I don't know. Let 's go and see," said Sam.
A little polite pushing brought them into an apartment in which an English professor of conjuring, who had been engaged for the occasion, was
