She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. . ” She replied. ” Anna laughed, gave in and with deft fingers created order out of chaos. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. . Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of himself. "Look quick, d—n you, or we shall never master him!" "Murder!" shrieked Mrs.