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= 4 \ (Coprright, 1913, by Bobbe-Merrill Co.) \ ares. OF PRECEDING OMAPTERS, York a ooh "ar aka” Sa, ae Sr wager ft L iegeraid, The us om hie way irl to sct as “substitute husband” 8 mertant, Amad, Avil, ina rage, hue divorced Fatma, ble beat: vt desires { Hin oy tate eal aunot do ‘sunlit she icther man. ani jroreed ry \ Bele’ latearAmad through thie mock . CHAPTER VI. The Surprise. rT} jx¥ WIFE!" He looked M her. “So—? Ah—?" prised. “My—" He 4 stopped and luoked at hor again. “Quite so! I've just been mar- Fied Got to have a wife. Can't be marrted wittaut one!” He studied ber more closely “You! Pardon me"— He stroked his chin. First she had @ltracted nim In front of the pastry- @hop—though she didn’t know about that!—and then she had married nim, or be had married her, or they had married him to her. It didn’t much matter how it had come about, only it had happened. “You—my—" he begun at He tried not to appear sur- “Ia there any necessity of repeating $t?" she said. There was a flush on her face. “Not at all! Not at all @wered absently. His “wife” w: handsome, there was no denying that. A bride for « Sultan, if he wanted a bride; but he, the dervish, didn't! He ‘was eure of that. But that confound. 4 dyer had told him he wes to married and yet “not be married He was not to sce the bride. They had deceived him. fen reer a = indignant; he had 4 rig 0. | HeYertea to Imagine himself both in- iH t and annoyed. Why, the girl lovelier than he ha ‘was even 4 & (ae ‘All the more reprehensible } \ (oa ir part for hoodwinking bim t tay, perhaps they didn’t ike this! Or stay, pe ay cient alone—she ‘know? Most likely not! his wife's doing—bers, to see him. wanted were telling me? Where were we?” he said. “Which leads me to aek very pertinently, and It ‘ust not impertinently, where am I Look- ing around him. 7a “You are in my house.’ “Your house? I don't understan: “It belonged to my own mother. “But aren't you supposed to be at the Light of Li your step- mother's—at her home? “T am." “Then why"— “In it not apparent? I came here to see you?” “And your know?" “Bhe doesn't.” “Nor"— “Any of the others!" She spoke with sudden passionate impatience. Her face at that moment was as wil- ful as it was proud, stepmother doesn’t He looked down uncertainl; “Afraid you've been very imprudent,’ he muttered. “A rendezvous with our own husband!” He gazed at ier sardonically “You really shouldn't—I mean, you ought not to have done It. “You mean I have been unmindful of the risk to you? You fear?" The fine could blaze, the red lips our! iow straight the slender fig- ure—like a young palm! “Hum! And what if I do?" “I should try to see if your cupid- ty not greater than your fears,” ehe returned disdainfully. “Cupidity? Ob, you mean you would try to buy me?” “Of course.” “With gold?” “Gold or jewels. I have both.” “And you think you could do that buy me?" “Of course,” she said again. Her tone was matte fact. It seemed to imply that wasted time in use- leas quibbling. “But what if—just suppose the pos- @ibility—you couldn't buy, what you wanted to buy, from me?" he threw out tentatively. “I am rich,” she said disdaintully. “What would you have me do?” he waid, “Maybe it won't cost you much as you think, I am not v avaricious. My wants are simple. I—I might even do it for nothing.” “For nothing?” she repeated in- ly. without charge, That sur- ink every man is to be Bought and sold like’-— He stopped; ila voice had begun to have a slightly bg ne he murmured, itt” Bhe seemed to hesitate. The fine face expressed a shadow of trouble or embarrassment. “What is it?",ho cried. And then, “Trust ine,” he added ferventiy. “Trust—you?" said the lady with ndiaguised amazement, He came to if with a start ‘Seems to me you've got to,” he bluntly, He was angry with maybe slightly annoyed with Again he strove to look like a ‘unscrupulous villain. It was an janomalous role, Fancy trying to make your own wife think you worse you are! It was against all precedent. (“You want me to do something,” he “Is it something your step- \d approve of?” went on. tious,” he murmured brilliantly, “Would I come here if it were not?” she retorted. ‘Your stepmother is your enemy? She has you In her power?” he went Bhe did not answer; the dark drawn a little closer together, ‘8 a more Intent look. He h thoughtfully away a step or two, then turned. “Maybe I can guess he source of your troubl he raid jore lightly. “You have been a little ubious about the advisability of this *Will you cake yourself plat: i ner ahe sald Pesuarely. This mustehall ‘al 4 Lie Sent rg ‘a claim have thrown @ most presumptuous i be re The Evening World Daily Magasiae, Tuesday” Aprtl 287. A COMPLETE NOVEL EACH WEEK IN THE EV feared I might prove such a Gayly, Her eyes seemed tently to bid him go on. ‘These fellows fall saa or pretend to fall b Yea? Hor vole “Yes?” Her voice was low, intense. She looked at him as if he exercised, that moment, a kind of uncanny ination for her, “Sometimes these substitute hus- bands have to be paid very high in piasters to divorce those whom they spell over them, They are sad rascals, They sigh— they profess reluctance to go—but they go. “Well? she said in a still small voice. “Do IT have to explain further? The source of your anxiety is as ap- arent ag yonder cloud in the sky. ‘ou fear that now you are my wife— - ha!—I may refuse to divorce ‘ou! The red lips parted suddenly as if i speak, but no sound fell from im. The man smiled ge ashen ‘ aS econ be hard for a husband of the ma.uent to pretend that, this case, he said lightly. “That he had fallen in love with you, I mean!” Shades of the roses, how her face lowed! And the proud head ti Kl He lifted 'an admoniating hand. “But have no fear! I am not falling in love, or even pretendi: fall in love with any ‘ohe-not even, my wife!" She eyed him as if spellbound. wae # ee a I believe you le spoke in a dispass! as 4 Wee bree here?" r aan “A caretaker and his wife,” said, mechanically. a eS z al in.” Incisively, “What is to be done should be done at once. They shall be witnesse What do you mean? What are you going to do?" Breathlessly. He had stepped toward the house. What 1 should do; what I have agreed to do!" Briskly. “I am going to divorce you—set you free, now—at on “But LT * what f° she began, “that is just A loud knocking at the gat - bhai eats Lire very ie a looked around—to "Bo you think it (hype sillned od 6 did not answer. Her the caretaker, appeared trom the Mouse. He regarded his mistress in- quirin, She held her fingers to her lips as if cautioning him to be the cat en pia @ gesture indicated fe. 6 Perens servant walked to- CHAPTER. VII. A Caller, 44 HO to there?” The servant called out, A voice outside an- swered, then asked a Question, The servant re- plied negatively, “But my mistreas insists,” came in louder accents from the other side of the gate. “Tell your mistress thag I, the care- taker, and my wife are kere alone. Peace go with you!" “And with you!” returned the maa in tho street with but little zest. Then footsteps shuffled away as if reluctant to be gone. The servant stepped to his mistreas, it was"—— He murmured a namo and once more disappeared, The bridegroom gazed after him admir- ingly. “My wife certainly bas loyal ser- vants,” he muttered. “Falsehoods flow from hia lips like oil,” not seem to hear; h from your stepmot! vi Laer pmother’s?” he asked “They ha’ noted your absence?" Again she answered mechanically in the affirmative. That he was at large was also probably known, by this Ume, «i the home of Light of opie, ey ek for me here might.” She co: stand with head down bene sia “Then they would have t you of waiting to see me?" gorically, ane pare blest is even probabil ey must not find ” \° muted, me here.” Em. e raised her dark, tragic “You do fear, then, mustahalt! ane said with unspeakable disdain, “I might reply you should think of the consequences to you if I am dis- covered in this pl More gently. “Well, well, you are right to fear, she went on, as if not catching words. “You mean they would not spare "He professed disinay, 2 “What do you think “I can guess.” And he could. Some one would be very jealous of her, Th: girl's beauty was of the type that fans @ flame; her witchery would go to cer- tain masculine brains like tho rich wine of Lebanon, ate fue . No cupid's arrow, but a bir, shining blade would probably pierce his heart. At least, his first matrimonial experience promised not to be dull or monotonous, What a big, full day it had been! “No, they would not spare you," she said calmly, fatalistically and conclu- sively. “They ?" he repeated. That, of course meant “him"-—hie predecessor at the altar! The dervish regarded her tn a far manner. Somehow, it didn’t seern possible she had ever been mai- ried before; he didn't know why it didn't, but tt didn’t. “That would be too bad,” he re- marked, jumping back to her last words. “T don't believe you are afraid,” she said suddenly. “Oh, yes, 1am. Only perhaps T am forgetting to show it. 80 much else to think about!" “You do but jest,” she sald haught- fly, And yet did her eyes gleam on him with a little more favor? “T assure you I am feeling most un- comfortable,” he remarked. “Why do you say what is not so?” Severely. “Wish I knew what was so and what wasn't!” he murmured, low Fwhteh She aia f rid of bi " > gant whet 6 hat fs just what you exclaimed the girl fev- hy. I beg your pardon”—— “That is why I sent for you—that you would not do it!” “Not? He blinked slightly. The sun was very bright here and shone 4 in his eyes. “You mea: want me, not to divore Yes.” that you jot to set you free?” ‘Yes. I wish to remain your wife!” “Would you mind explaining?” he said in as matter-of-fact a tone as he could muster, “What I expect from you modifies, of course, your original arrangement. Therefore, you should receive extra compensation. 1 have came prepared. Mere"—thrusting her hand into th bosom of her dress—‘‘are jewels, a fortune to such as you.” The man looked at them. She was no niggardly paymistress—that was certain, And what’ a setting for the gleaming and glistening baubles—that soft rosy palm she held extended! It seemed to Invite kisses rather than to offer jewels, Did she notice now an involuntary quickening of his gaze and misinterpret it? “Well, why don't you take them since they attract you so? Extra work, exira compensation!” The red lips curving. “Even you, who pro- essed to being a conscientious musta- hall, need have no compunctions.” From her accents it was evident sho did not think he would have any, as she spoke she let the gems om her hand to a brass table, He could take them when he would, But the fellow seemed prone to prolong the interview unduly. Perhaps he was deeper than she thought. good deal,” he tem- re than I bargained indeed! “II wouldn't have entered at all upon this tender relationship,” blundered on, “had I not understood’ “You were to divorce me immedi- ately afterward?” ip ould you be so particu- lar? ico began to Buow the nervous tension she labored under, ‘The little hand that had extended the was now tightly closed at her ‘A wife, more or less, what does it matter to you? You go away; you forget about it; you can marry as many times as you plea: Jt is the —the law for men! Even the low- ! Aw for me, I remain; I am still a wife-—yours! No one can gainsay , @ glad thrill in her could not ‘resist the desire to scoff. Her satisfaction was too preposter- ous, She seemed fairly to exult in that way of being married—of becom- ing # kind of phantom bride!—she who was not @ phantom at all, but radiant and most alluring actuality. 4, “L either want a wife or I don't want I certainly don't want one that way. Besides, why is it necessary? It isn't. Didn't you weep to be taken back by the other?” “What?” “Weep! And how can you go back to him, if you remain my wife?” he went on glibly. “You can't be the wite of both of us--that Is, at the same time. A man In Syria may have two wives, but a wife can’t have two husbands,” “Who told you I—wept to be taken back?” said the girl in low tense tones. “El Sabbagh." 16 lied." Succinctly. Eh?” ‘The dervinh stared at the slender figure, the uplifted head, “You didn't want to be taken back,” he said incredulously, “I didn't; I don't!" She forgot ap- parently, for the moment, that he was only a muatahall, and apoke with burning Intenaity, “Then why," he asked helplessly, “dtd you marry mi you or some one else, The keel speak bi er han bove, Hhe is forced to marry, if oth- ere will it,” ALADDIN FROM BROADWAY 2]?! @ smoldering resentment in the won- derful passionate ey: hogar But a man—any m en the meanest mustahall, has every privi- lege under the law. He can marry and divorce dt will. Or he can keep his wife as long as he wishes. So it is necessary to deal with such as you,” mockingly, “to buy my free- jo Freedom?" he said. “Do you call He pondered. maining his What, however, Wid that make him? A nullity! Manhood protested. It was not to be borne. He would assert himself. He recognized the danger in the situation for him, He had had experience in woman's ways, or wiles, and here, there was sorcery in the alr, Blessed be those powers of resistance which he had cultivated! He drew himself up to his full stature, “I beg your pardon,” he said distantly but ‘gently, “what you ask ix quite’—— “You must not refuse—you must not!” She was very girlish as she spoke, appealingly #0, “I have really brought them all—all!” “All?” he said, as not understand- ing. Eagerly. “All my jewels! he began roughly, ped suddenly to him. as feverish. es.” Every on "Seo here, when she Her manner “It came to me, when I looked at id you from behind the screen at Light of Life's, that you might not be quite like the others,” she said rapidly. “I mean—I do not know quite what I mean—but you were not just as 1 thought you, a paid muata all, would be, That thought occurred to me, but I dismissed it. It was too pre- posterous. I forgot it, Mustahalla are mustahalls, But it came to mo again.” “Again?” he repeated. “Just now!" juppose I didn’t divorce you?” he joyously. t would your—Amad say?” Her volce became almost She certainly looked her aver- for that person you see, he—he employed me,” “But he misrepresented"—— sion “That is true.” The dervish started. “He told you I wept. II!" Her laugh was like the murmur of an icy brook. Involuntarily the dervish shivered. “And I asked particularly about that too," he observed. ‘They assured me—I_ mean the dyer—that I should be a benefactor.” “And you wouldn't have observed, if you had known I hated him?” “Amad 2" “Yes; yes; if you had known I both hate and despise—that 1 would kill myself rather than ever go back to ill yourself?" he repeated. “You wouldn't have consented tt you had known that ahe asked again. “Tell me quick, I must know, me “All right,” he said briskly, “Tl not divorce you." After all, his keep- ing her as his wife did mean little to him, Hia objections hi could afford nantimously. laughed, to pay for the square meal they gave me! I imag- ine we're about quits, under the cir- cumstances,” “Allah reward you,” said the girl. Was there moisture in her eyes “Pooh!” he waved a hand, “As you pointed out, it ia nothing for me to do. A few wives, more or leas ch? What is she about now?" This last to himself. For the girl had turned quickly, picked up an object from somewhere and atepped back with it. “A Koran,” she sald. “I had it ready.” “For what?” ‘The moisture had al- ready vanished from her eye: “For the oath you are to 01 no Mohammedan would dare break. “Oh, I have to take an oath? Truly “Hum!" he muttered, Perh she his wife wae very businesslike; ah: had been “wringing her hands,” be- cortainly took no chances, "Couldn't cause she had to marry Rim. And you stretch « point,” he went on with fow that she had him, and could get accents slightly hurt, “and trust me?", 4 ished. broke the into Hades.’ “But suppose I swore never to di- voroe mind know. demanded, “I ehall net ol my mind. I don't ever want to ge’ again.” ‘ou may only think you don’t. You Ghattractive. Porhapa the right unattractive. Perhaps the may come alone some day tag hate all men.” With finality, then “But you may not always. to be encumbered ‘That with me? would be awkward, wouldn’t it? Sup- the oath? Suspi- that atudied him. brought up in @ hard school, I awear to keep you fer my wife, as long as you want me to?” s “ Forbidden oath you would be plunged He you, and you changed your ernat would you dotbent he oth x ploits World”* of the Orient ||—== lo raised hie hand It te determined. 1 self. And now anoth .” Even in that moment of @mergency her eyes dilated slightly. He was certainly most unceremonious “Yea, yes,” anid the girl. Pond get it for me That angry voice the dervish remembered ao well yester- day night in the inner court of the “But I ahall never eee again.” mosque! Threats! Matters were “Hum! That te ao.” ie: coming to a climax. Amad was not She bent forward quickly, the {f @ mental cendition to cool his heels Koran in her hands, put your hand long on the doorstep. “I will give Osta did eo, The glory of her dark minutes id @o, The inute nae waved before” Mm—atmost We know he is here and he touched him. His fin) were on it away. Why defer?” the book. They thrilled, but through W fell qvross the black contact with i. Her own fingers were touching his, That cduld hardly be avoided for the book waa not large. A wave of sweetness seemed ascend- ing from the sacred volume into his arma. It seemed getting into hie head, too. “I solemnly swear thet I will keep thee, Fatma," said a voice. It was soft, low and penetrating. “T solemnly swear that I will keep thee, Fatma’ How solemn his own voice! He couldn't help feeling somewhat sober. He heard no Cs fountain or saw the flowers. He Ww only her, the background a strange blur. “—Kkeep thee, Fatma, for my wife, forever" —— “——keep thee, Fatma, for my wife, forever!" It was done. He had taken the oath. He loo! to. But they were the kind of eyes that would invite any man—any real no’ human man—without intending to. He felt he was about to do something foolish, o was his for- ever—a most desirable Dosseston! He was forgetting himself, when sudden- ly the girl started back, The book fell from her hand. CHAPTER VIII. An Interrupted Honeymoon. HE servant had again come out of the house and ap- proached them. Obviously he had sevious news to Im- part, for his customary grave de- meanor had undergone a change. The man's face showed excitement. “Oh, my mistress, Amad-Ahl-Masr is here!” “Here?” yhere?” ‘At the side entrance to the house. There are others with him, and he she exclaimed wildly. ays if we do not unlock the door tR@¥ gyn will force their way in.” “Quick!” The girl turned to the der- vish and there was consternation on her features. “You must go!” “Got” His fingers yet thrilled from the touch of hers, “Yes. He will demand that you carry out your contract with him and divorce me"——- ‘And as I can not, now?" He would try to find a way to make you. He will stop at nothing. He would make you prisoner, of, if would kill you. You y~—far, far away, some~ T'll do my beat.” h a little reluce He would have . Confound him! he was like, the wooed and won tantly, for the liked to see An He wondered whi man who had on Not that he, the ‘ervish, Jealous of him and her pa was impossible; he had only met the irl for the firat time yesterday. But 6 was a bit curious. He would con- fous to that, “One moment!" She pushed quickly past him to the lattice of the gate and an exclamation of disappoint- ment fell from her lips. “You can’t Ko out that way.” Why not?” $e experienced un odd @ was directing the affair. That z Her dark eyes glowed with excitement-perhapa, too, with a little dread, “Two of his servants are out there by, and—yes—there in the street, near is tid y have their instruc- . And if you did not give your- self up at once they would not spare He knew that aswassination, a: fine art, still existed in Moha: countries, Men disappeai fluence stifled inquiry. A: fluence. there 1s some other way to get out of the jou 0 eliminate myself?" he # “Except for entrance, there swered feverish! “Isn't there @ canal at the back? Thought I h one go “There is a canal, but’ turned to the servant. door, Find some excuse to keep them out yet, just @ little while. Say I am considering—say anything—that we will open in a few momenta.” The man nodded hastily and van- Hin eyes wero comprehensive but dubious, “You were saying there fs a canal?” continued the dervish briskly. “Any windows looking out upon it?” “Only @ basement window. you must not go that way.” “Must not—from a wife?" “The canal is swift and deep just now, The mountain rains have made But it more a torrent than a canal, It is very dangerous.” “And I might get drowned? That wouldn't do,” he laughed, She did not answer. Her glance swept nervously toward the house, “T can think of nothing! —nothing There was helplessness, almost denpair in her voice, ‘Which brings us k to the anal,” eald the dervis cheerpully. ‘Some one has to decide, and in thie ease, I don't think there is much time” —— “There “Then Til exercise & husba: SF ave wan uoliie Macnee pins: ceatlen, Sik ememend, ia gases "Go to the side ™ marble pavement near dervieh stood, and, turn- w irl; over whe indicated. need for words. She waited without while he entered. “Hasten,” sald the girl without. But he hadn't been wasting any time. Having hastily thrown off hi outer garments, he donned those ai had brought him. ‘Then, thrusting the gay clothes his predecessor, Am ny would not, most likely, be foun once, the dervish rejoined the He no longer a bridegroom @ sober-jooking serving mi ly they Moved out of the mandarah, through the less ornate servant irtmen' until they reached a , leading down. id not permit her to pause but went down first. She fol- lowed with a taper. He cast a com- prehensive glance around him, then turned to the casement. The ma- sonry was old and in a few mo- ments, with the ald of a stick of fire- ‘wood, he had pried loose the .ron bars and removed them. It was not a diMficult task, Then he looked out; the surface of the canal was near and the waters ran swiftly. i call it the ‘black death’ when it is swollen like that,” breathed the She had set down the light \d looked over his shoulder. Bwirl- ing, seething, the dark current ran beneath houses and through subter- ranean places. He turned his head; he was listen- ing now, not to the mad waters, but to sounds above, Amad was coming in, and they hadn't untocked the dour to admit bim, ‘The din he caught apprised the dervish of the mannor of the other's entrance. She, too, Jooked around. But tho head of the stairway still was dark. Only tbe flickering candle lighted the bee Without, sot @ star's refiec- a ae eurtace of the water, Like ink % rusted slong. “You ought not—I really have no right to let you go this way"— the girl half faltered. “It is the only way,” he answered. “and I'm a fine iminer, #0 don’ worry. No cause! I'm quing to get safely away. Rot the slightest doubt in my mind about that. And then Tl put a big distance between us. Be shall separate us,” he added cheerfully. She did aot appear #0 red by his words as she should ‘6 been, and ao he tovk another tack. “Amad won't, of course, harm you. And he can't marry you. Why, you can laugh at him. As you did before! And snap your fingers! The ame ie yours. I'd ntay, if it would d. But I'm distinctly do He ended with @ laugh. ed his arm, though una’ ft ef ture. Her ept back to the doorway and eyes a8 he saw in them a new expression. “Why, you aren't afraid? You!" he exc! ned, wonderingly. It was fear he saw shining in their depths, “You fear to have me leave you— to meet Ainad?" he cried. She threw back her head. “Afraid to meet him! Nev Tl contempt in her e; nor jood,” he said, approvingly. He believed her; she had spirit, courage: she was only overwrought. “Alwi bear this In mind: It is only I against whom his anger or bis malignity can be turned. The zabit magistrate will protect you, The law in very strict. There must be absolute evidence that 2g woman In divorced before another man take her.’ soa 14, with @ grave “Goodby,” he amil Bhe did not anster. “Did Am: | ever tell you you had ful whe murmured, half in- Above the sounds were very clone now. “[ little thought when I saw you before the pastry-shop that I should be married to you to-day.” “Pastry-shop?” She caught bis words, but they meant nothing to her then. “You threw me the cake. Very good of you! Only a dog got It ‘The light flared again above. They coming down. made a poor dervieh forget bis go!" they implored him now He went, but first he bent over he hadn't the remotest intention doing it, but he did; bie Ii h “A kine! One can su’ his wife a kiss in parting.” reckless laugh rang out. Tho started back and her face was crim son, She stood alone now—but not for long. CHAPTER IX. ° f \ side of the town and at ped slowly in the darkness down the amooth atone steps leading to the water, He had almost reached the last of them when, uttering a atartied exclamation, he dropped his bucket. One of his bare feet had come in contact with a damp object— @ man—deed—drowned? The figure In the Stable. SERVANT, several houre later, opened the garden gate of @ house on the other By Frederic SS=Auther of “U. S. I looking toward the ie your master ‘Masr,” said the other, ‘The young man w! ENING WORLD> sham = CHAPTER X. Neat lawn, be opened oe ae rs At Amad’s. ground, A great gaunt Damascus dog which had been curled up in a corner uncolled bimeelf A @nd came up to nose the . A moment the servant stood thea, going to @ kettle sim al tew harcoal embers in a brasier, he haift filled a cup with water, poured into it @ few drops of a gin-colored liq: wld, called “whisky” by the natives, “re. and thrust the mixture n his un- expected and more or unwel- come ucet. The latter, after a few momenta’ Persistent effort on tho part of the servant, mechanically swallowed the contents of the cup, whereupon the gervant throw a ragged and odorous blanket over him and returned to his belated task. He hurried out with another bucket and came back with it filled. He bestowed no further at- tention on his guest. Allah hal per- mitted the latter to swallow; ergo, he was not dead. It was enough. The servan oncern now lay sole- jy in @ horse, a magnificen' big-boned and with a small . he wiped the splashes of mud from bled. The Mox- lom’ Beelzeb a master who stayed out id brought ihe Dooriess Star of the Desert home in the tideny peut’, ch a condition! However, be pot. ht, “lderly person's ai Inhed the big beauty sedulously and when he had finished, the Star fairly '* shone. Drawing back to INYIAte og, Hie vol “TL presume,’ shears. weak voice, ‘you brought * returned the servant, grudging! uu were out there off one of the step: “You, | remember getting on then wondering if T would slide off. I didn’t remember anything h until just now. The servant throw a fine blanket over the horse; he had to be served tassels hung “How came you Ja vurtly, “How? Hum! Let me aee; my he ie in @ whirl.” It was, indeod. Oh, for the fluent tongue of his wifo'n od. servant—the caretaker! “Dida I have an argument with some Chri tian converts?” He held his he if striving to collect his sbattered bh ideas. “Most likely!" ret t. “The! v are many such—too many! Do He ejaculated and spat. “I recall being set upon. I was one among many, and”——- “They threw you into the canal!” “No, I jumped in to escape,” hon- atly. “None too T tel . Was not in They almost had “It wan @ brave deed, the servant. “They were fiends.” “They always are.” “They would pieces,” “We will cut them in pieces,” sald the servant. “Red days are in store. With which fon he lay down and was goon snoring loudly. The dervish fol- lowed the exampl The daylight shining in the staple awoke him. He was stiff, but his head felt clearer. He looked about him. In his stall Star of the Desert munched, Sereine occasionally to eye the intruder with suspicion. A few his breath. Habk from the edge, the canal?” the servant asked ES jount, ed the sor- old man. window, @ cut me to evitable. minutes r the servant ed in, bringing » bread and water, and followe: he big canini uN he said laconically, setting these before bis guest. The guest, however, first said his prayers. It wouldn't have done to mins them. “By the faith, he prays wel murmured the servant. “It is good fortune to have such a one in the houne.” “Then shall I stay with you @ short while,” said the other unexpectedly, ‘The thought had come to him that he might find it dificult, if not im- possible, to get out of the city now. Amad would have every gate weil watched, It might be better to rest here for a day or two, until the first excitement, attendant on the der- vish's escape, had subsided. The servant looked doubtful, how- ever. “Charge your master what you will for my wage and add it to your own. I have taken a vow to toil for no more than bare sustenance.” Fa- pence Mohammedans sometimes do this, servant extra wage. by the servant. Indeed, the dervish could not have found a better way for the attainment of his purpose. ‘The prospect of @ little household graft 1s to a Moslem servant what 4, the magnet ts to fron, It draws him irresistibly. His whole lite ts made up of petty grafts. is good. Blessed be his “Tt “Good!” back of the the follage. residence, The dervieh surveyed the It appeared an imposing And that garden—it of- fered a snug asylum, The sunshine young man would have retreated the sifted invitingly through the trees way had entered the house, but and warmed the earth. Yes, it was It was too late. He looked around” a nice enough place for a hunted him; the window was barred; he man, could not ere thither, Th “Ei begin on those vines,” said eye fell on a liky European Wn the dervish, Yes; he would let her that stood in a corner. Between it know he was safe; that any appre- hensions she might have of being now a merry widow were groundless. “Those branches need attention. By | Next Week’s Com CAPT. VELVET'S WELCOME By Edgar Franklin =NEXT= |i _Menday's Evening World —that? Fortun: he was, The voice At first the dervish thi it meant to summon him. Hut ti fant who astily out. o! ; and hurried into the house, A mat ih saw bim at jasr, What probably alept little. escape must have enraged him be~ yond measure, The dervish, with his back to the house, gave a atronger anip with the the servant relate how he, the dervish, had come there? Amad would, in that event, put two The dervish drew _ Would and two together, jently,” on in the big house? Amad's expression. no doubt, much put out, yet there was @ certain assurance or wicked pei tinacity in his eyes, auguring no Position to accept the seemingly saddled the Star. ment, was her It was now the looked toward the house door, which the servant had Not @ sound came Amad, no doubt, had certain of his trusted to search for him. The proposition seemed to impress Snore visitors are reser had The serv dervish 1s your pleasure?" ‘Who 1a that fellow?” Amad point. © was savage. He had The mustahall's "More than enough!” return “But never mind, [ you to" He murmured a few in- structions which the derviah did not hear and the two receded fro tank. easily dofeated. ‘The day seemed interminable. & time the man servant returned and An the fellow led the horse with ite picturesque and barbaric trappings to the gate the dervish ventured a query. Was the master going out? The servant re- plied curtly that curtosity Il became one of the other's numble ponit! n id the cervien was forced to o re! in silence, although he hag become almost fiercely inquisitive, ‘Was the girl still in her own house? And Light of Life?-—what, at that moe attitude toward stepdaughter? Slowly — time went by! About the the morning the derviah easily toward the gate, " near enough, amid the shrubbery, ascertain that it was locked. took no chances of ” uasietant escaping. for him, * Then he passed He found himself in a 4! storeroom, and for a and the wall was a little quickly he availed him: scanty place for conceal: (To Be Continued.) He needed siesta hour. ved. It empty and he ventured first before it; then to enter, * self ol ment, MAN stood at a back wine dow of the house and wag looking owt. He was weil over seventy. and wisened visage, above the white beard like ashes on his In his evil ~ breast, his eyes were glowing coals of ‘The dervish, working in the garden,’ gave @ great start. Was that Amad? ly, the leaves fairly screened the dervish, for in his sur- Prise he forgot to turn away his face, ‘That, his predecessor—that? He could almost have | The right age? That wicked« old man—beside whom @ beautiful white flower! The man at the window, * lied out a nai families Luckily the servant had reasons of hia own for not entering into particu. lara as to just how he had come by oa % assistant. je is & most competent helper,” replied the servant, “whom I have ome gaged to take the place of the unre- fellow who left a fortnight | lied the man, inatinct could not be resiat- Itq@pas fortunate for the dervish he had promised the fellow his wages, “I know hint well. And for pay, he will be content with" A moment heatitated, then mentioned The young man continued to snip, but not always advisedly. His heart What was going Ho did not like The latter was, too master, The dervish heard the smooth oily volce of his old friend, the dyer, bidding cer. » tal others to step into the mandarah. @ were to wait here the com: of Amad-Abl-Masr,” su servant without, house, dimly seen through “Be pleased he said to to go ip and wait,” came the answer. 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