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There was only one part of his ultimatum that “Pansy thoroughly = And thers seemed no limit s avdacity. d rather die than marry you” she flamed. “For I hate you. Do you hear? I hate you more than any- thing on this earth.” J rd right enough and his face blanched at her words. ‘Then, before he had recovered from this blow, Pansy struck him acrobe the mouth, with all her strength, bringing biood to the lips that dared to talk of love to her. CHAPTER XIX There was a new slave in the sul- tan’s harem, a dazed girl who looked as if she moved in dreams. She was not reclining on a lounge or cush- ions, as the other girls around the fountain were. She half sat, half knelt upon her cushions, her slim bare legs beneath her, her hands lying listlessly on her knee, staring straight ahead as If in a trance. Since that episode on the tennis court Pansy feit as if she were liv- ing in the midst of some wild story, in_which Raoul Le Breton and the Sultan Casim Ammeh had got mized. The sultan wanted to marry her. And she had refused. Then—-! Then, Infuriated with the sense of her own helplessness and his com- plete power, she had struck him. She could see him now, with the blood oozing on his lips, his face white with rage, his eyes flaming. looking as if he could kill her. And she had wished he would. Then there would have beon an end of It all. She would have done witl m, 3 her own folly, and the hatred that raged like a fire within hel But he had not touched her. White with ssion he had just stood and looked at her. And she had looked back, waiting for the end that had not come. Instead, three women had come. And she had been taken out of his presence. Through the big salon ‘:dd along dim passages, past slik-clad, Jeweled guards, and into a little room. With an ottoman and cushions and tiny window, all fretted like lace, im- ible to get out of. PO ey \the. women had undressed her. They were three to one. It was useless to_struggle: dignity seemed that was left to her. A here was not.much of that even when the women had done with her. They put her into a white silk slip that reached only to her knees. and | with nothing more than a strap of { pearls on either shoulder. They would |Rave heaped more pearis upon her, string upon string about her neck. But she would not have that. ~She tore them off, eo angrily that the slender threads snapped and they tell like frozen tears upon the marble floor, as her amber, beads had tallen hat night in his villa! i Vhat a minor thing Lucille Le- mesurier was now! Forgivable when she had learnt his race and religion. Not like this gigantic deception. deception that had forced her into saying she loved the Sultan Casim j Ammeh—the man who had tortured her tather. Leaving the women groveling after the scattered pearls Pansy had rushed from the room, her only desife to seek some way of escape. rebelilous child. Her steps had taken her into 2 blg room like a hall, where a crowd of Wwomen were gathered: half a dozen of them girls dressed in 2 similar style to herself. Then Pansy's strength went from her_suddenly. She realized where she was. In the sultan's harem! And she knew there would be no escape. Sara had coms to her, and had led her toward a plle of cushions set by a fountain where the other girls were. ‘And the woman had said sharp words %o the assembly, who had risen as if to crowd around her—words that had kept them at bay. When she was seated they had { stayed looking at her, most of them {with curiosity and friendliness. But { there was one tace that Pansy, for all | her numbness, saw was hostile; the | tace of a beautiful, golden-skinned { girl. 2 There was one girl, too, Who was more than specially friendly, who sald to her in & soft, coolng voice “Where do you come from, sister, ter your skin is whiter than min Pansy did not answer Leonor: question. She w wondering her- self where she came from. From another world, it seemed. It was incredible that she, Pansy Langham, could be & slave in a sul- tan’s harem, garbed as these other slave girls were. Incredible that only that afternoon she had been playing tennis with Raoul Le Breton, as she might have played with any man in her own place in England. What ages ago it was! Yet per haps it was only an hour. Like a beautiful dream that had vanis! There was no Raoul Le Breton. No big, masterful man whom she had had to love, in spite of everything. There was only this barbaric sultan who hated her father. Who, because she refused tp marry him, had sent her to this strange room. His harem! And she was his slave! She, Pansy Langham, who had never obeyed any will except her own. Gerard smsnasssmmsnn her every evening in that dim, gilded chai 2 only Rayma, ntly. “She ha: night because the come. He has not been to the harem now for three months or longer. Not since he left the city on some fora: She fears some other girl has stol hig heart, from her.” 3 Leonora paused, her great eyes on the newcomer. “Is it you, my sister?" ghe finished inquisitively, “For if so, I shall love you. But Pansy had nothing to say. At that moment she was wondering why Rayma shrieked because the sul- tan had not com There seemed to her more reason to shriek If he did come. CHAPTER XX On one of the terraces of his palace the sultan eat and brooded, his face hard and savage, as he glowered at the scene ahead of him; a harmless scene where night shadows settled on a 'scented garden with the glint ot & lake beyond. Never in his life had such an in- dignity been put upon him. Never had any one dared dispute his right to do what he pleased. Never! Until {hls English girl bad come into his And she had struck him. The sultan! As if he were some erring menial whose ways had annoyed her. Under the recollection the man's untamed soul writhed. She had done as she liked all her lfe. ANl that money of hers had given her ideas no woman ought to have. Now she had to learn that he was her master. She was in the harem now. And there she could stay. A spell there would cool her temper and make her more amenable to his wishes. The trees in the garden sighed faintly. The soft wind brought the scent of roses and the splash of a fountain. His mind_ went back to another garden, in far-away Grand Canary. The echoes of a girl's volce whis- pered “Put your ear quite close. It's not & matter that can be shouted from the house-tops.’ She had shouted loud enough that she hated him. She had not whis- pered that fact. A _spasm of pain crossed his face. \Why did ehe fight against him? This slender, lovely, helpless gir whom he could break with one hafd She fought bravely, with all the odds, against he: And she had dared to; do what no one else in the place dared do. What no one had ever done in| the whole of his wild, unbridled life. She had dared to strike him, fair and square with all her strength. across the mouth. | Then suddenly his anger melted. | A smile came and played about his scarred 1lips. Surely no man could be angry for long with a girl &0 brave apd help- ess. He deserved it for his deception. Just as he had deserved her scorn| and contempt over Lucille. She w: always giving him what he deserved, this little English flower of b More than he deserved, a strug- gling consclence breathed. For he had never deserved tho: three words she had once whispered in his ear: ove you. CHAPTER XXI. All the following day Rayma waited for the sultan’s coming. Pansy | waited, also. By now she realized| more fully what she had done: struck and Infurfated the man who held her father's life in his hand. However, nothing was seen of the She had gone in her short slip and | sultan either that day or the next. short curls. looking like some lovely. | For Pansy the days were the long- est she had cver spent In her lite. She could not doze away time the other girls did, with coffee and sherbet and cigarettes; their greatest exertion a bath, or making sweet- meats over a charcoal brazier. or doing Intricate embroidery. She kept) out of their way as much as possible, | in her own room, or wandering aim- | lessly in the garden, looking at walls impossible for her to scale. wonder- ing what had happened to her father and her friends, and what woul® happen to herself. But even the gar- den was barred to her except in the very early morning, and the brief ARRANANY . KO at other times there were twenty space after sunset. If she tried to women to stop her. The order was thy Jtan’s, she was told, tropic heat and make herself il All her meals bad to be taken in the ,harem, and for bathing there wag only the harem bathrooin, That was a vast underground tank, ap- proached by marble steps, cool-and still and dim, its silence only broken by_the dip of water. There the girls disported them- selves several times a day. But Pansy was not used to company when she bathed, - And to avoid them, she rose very early, when she was sure of having’ the great marble tank to herself. During the afternoon of the third day the Sultan came. Pansy was not in the harem at the time, but lying on the lounge in her own room. y " she | “And he desires to | you. | T prefer to stay where I am,” was the cold response. The woman looked at her, specu- | lating on the relations between this | girl and the sultan. They once been so fond of cach other, always | together. And now the girl Bad been sent to the harem, and for three days the sultan had- not come neéar her, | .“It's useless to resist, my pearl” Sqra explained. ¥if you don’t comie when the sultan commands, servants will be sent to fetch you.” Pansy had no wish to be dragged into her captor's presence, | Since she had to go she might as| well go with dignit; However, she dil not go very far. the soantiness of her garment not quite so obvious. At once she knew who the-man in the white burnoose was, lthough she had never seen him in anything but civilized attire before. He was sit- ting on an ottoman near the four tain, with the girls clustered around nim, fawning on him llke dogs round a loved master. Pansy turned a slender, disdainful shoulder on the scene. But If she did not look in the’ direction of the group, there was one | at least who kept-a sharp, suspicious eyé on he i By the sultan's side Rayma sat, with her pointed chin resting upon his knee. “Why haven't you come sooner to; See that new slave of yours, Casim peloved?” she asked, pointing a slim 've. other t! think about,” he replied evasively. A Dbitter reminiscent smile curved : his lips as he spoke. Some words of Pansy's were in h “So long as it right. = The trou comes to ‘woman.’ Certalnly for him the trouble had started when it came. to “woman" when this slender, wayward, golden. haired girl came into his life. For| she had robbed all other women of | thelr sweetness. With longing his gaze rested on Pansy. What a fool he was not to take her. To let her whim come between himself and his desires. But there was somathing more than a girl's whim had he but realized it; a feeble new self that Pansy was responsible for: the man he might have been but for his profiigate training. starts’ when it Only just beyond the door of her own quarters. Once thers she sank down quickly on a pile of cushions, in_ her usual position, half sitting, half kneeling; a position that made Don’t Stay In The Kitchen While Your Dinner Barber & The Big Hardware and 11th and G Sts. Rayma saw where his gaze was. To get his eyes away from Pan he took one of his hands and pressed t on her bosom. (Continued In Tomorrpws Biar.) You can get the meal all ready, put it on and in the range, go about your other work, or dress for a trip to the theater or the shops, and when you are ready, turn off the gas and go along. Your kitchen will run as smoothly as if you were there, and when vou come home the meal is ready to serve. 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Then dinner time came. conglomeration- of sweets and fruit and dainties set out on silver trays, with only a spoon to eat with. Again Leonora's voice broke into Pansy's broodings. “Come, won't you eat, my sister? she coaxed, pushing one of the trays closer, But Pansy felt as if she could never eat a bite again. Rayma ate nothing either. With angry eyes, she studied the, newcomer. Pansy was very beautiful in her ‘way, but no more beautiful than Ray. ma was in hers. And what was more, she was not perfect. There was an ugly red scar on one of her milk- white arms. And the Lord Casim hated flaws or blemish & woman. Would this new slave's presence bring him to the harem? If he came—1 Rayma clenched her little white teeth. b.’fhen lh&n "e'::ld b;‘ a battle royal ' ween Ite irl and herself + - for his tavors. But she would not let We will announce our new line January 14th COUPON WILL APPEAR » Bureined i eng : JANUARY 18th The Luttrell Co. 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