an encouraging smile.
“I accept!” Revati said promptly, “and I'm sure the others do, too! Right, Dad?”
“I see no reason to disagree.” Mr. Tupay shrugged but Sonia intercepted the worried glance he flashed at his wife.
Gaurav was observing Sonia with frank curiosity from his seat on the sofa. Sonia unfolded Revati's horoscope and studied it carefully. The others waited. Revati leaned eagerly over her shoulder, trying to see what Sonia could see. Her childlike excitement was refreshing. Finally, Sonia looked up at her and smiled.
“You're in love and plan to get married soon, don't you? I mean, this year—January to December—before Jupiter changes from your seventh house.”
Revati's pretty face glowed. “Yes! Gaurav and I are getting married! Could you really read that in my horoscope?”
“Yes, but I also see a problem. I don't wish to discourage you, but it's not going to be smooth sailing. And I don't mean your married life. I mean your
getting married.
I can see a lot of drama . . . publicity. . . .”
Revati glanced at her parents. Then she said, “You're absolutely right, Miss Samarth. Inspector Divekar could explain everything. You see, there has been a problem, a very serious one.”
“Really? Can you tell me about it?” Sonia asked.
“I'll tell you.” The deep voice spoke for the first time. It was Gaurav. “Revati and I have been seeing each other for the past eight months. We are in love and we told our families about it. Fortunately, there is no reason for anyone to object, so we decided to get engaged. But out of the blue, Revati began receiving anonymous letters. Crude and threatening letters telling her to break off her relationship with me! At first, we thought it was some kind of a joke, but as the frequency of the letters increased, we realized that this was not to be treated lightly. It was more than some detrimental mind's crude idea of fun!”
“That is when they contacted me. Ritesh here is an old friend of mine,” Inspector Divekar explained to Sonia. “We are working on it, but it's been difficult to trace the source of these letters. Look at this latest one.”
He extracted a sheet of paper from his pocket and showed it to Sonia. It was a message composed of letters cut from a newspaper. The message was brief and clear. CHUCK HIM BEFORE THE TENTH OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCE .
“But today is the tenth!” Sonia exclaimed.
“And tomorrow is our engagement!” Revati said gloomily.
“I see . . .” Sonia remarked. The grave and tense atmosphere in the house now became a platform of understanding for her. What she'd sensed was a cringing anxiety against a nameless and faceless threat.
“I'm so scared. I keep feeling something dreadful is going to happen to-night.” Revati shivered. Lightning flashed through the room and crashed far away. But the sound made her jump. “Someone just walked over my grave! Literally, look at these goose bumps!” She indicated the prickled skin of her arm.
“Revati, enough!” Mrs. Tupay snapped. “We're all here. Nothing is going to happen to you. Right, Inspector Divekar?”
“Absolutely. You have no need to worry,” the Inspector confirmed in a reassuring voice.
Sonia glanced at Revati and said with a smile, “If it's any comfort to you, your horoscope shows that this matter will be sorted out eventually and you will get married soon.”
“It certainly is,” Gaurav affirmed. “I don't like this business one bit. I shall certainly be relieved when we get engaged tomorrow. It's a small ceremony. No guests, no pomp. Just family.”
Sonia took up the next booklets, the horoscopes belonging to Mr. and Mrs. Tupay. She easily reeled off the combinations of the stars and what they implied. They were an obviously devoted couple and both were very impressed with the way she predicted some important incidents from their past.
“But Mrs. Tupay. You have this habit . . . a restless nature, which never leaves you in peace. You
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