Fagir heard not the Sahib’s answer, for a feeling of horror had stolen over the soul of the guilty clerk. The robe which he wore had suddenly rent into rags as he had spoken the words of falsehood, and in letters of flame had appeared on the border,—_Lying lips are an abomination unto the Lord_ (Prov. xii. 22). _All liars shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone_ (Rev. xxi. 8).