San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-17

sadInage, came back clearly, run Trcayns-
ed with meaning now. He had indeed
been blind, as she told him! He saw
himself as
Like the base Indian, threw pearl away
Richer than all his tribei
to seek him after all those years in
friendship-to find friendship too tame
progeny for it, even in its age-to sweep
aside habit, reserve, fear-even her vows
at the altar!
And, as is mans way, he analysed her
feelings, not his own. Not once did he
ask himself how he loved this woman;
if the hot rush Of passion surging through
him from pressure of her lips was
higher, because stronger, feeling than a
hundred fancies he had reared one week,
only to bury under the safety OF the
next.
When at last, fevered but wearied, he
threw himself upon the divan the dreams
that visited his first fitful sleep reversed
the tenor of his waking visions
Beautiful, alluring, dazzling, Edith
would stretch her arms to him. And
ever, as he reeled toward her, dizzy with
passion, the face would change to the
stony, fathomless one Of the Sphinx, the
Ightless eyes looking beyond him.
Then the voluptuous form would merge
into the one he had last seen under the
orange trees of the Creole garden, its
scornful lips upbraiding:
.''She knew l loved You then; Dale
knew it; my husband knew it, to his
cost! You-only you-would not know
| it,
He still lay. half dressed, upon the di-
van after the sun had long slipped up
above the Eastern desert, suddenly as it
ever does in Egypt. Now changed to
ruddy orange, it gilded the domes of the
citadel, the minarets Of Cairos four hum
dred mosques, and warmed tho dull
shade of the Mokattam hills. Suddenly
he was reused by heavy footstep and
loud voice at his side. Lord Martin.
dale stood there with flushed face, cry
ing in q voice strident from excite
| ment:
''Odd hour. know, to beat you upl
No time for ceremony, you know. Lady
Martindale's conduct must explain In
applicable, really!"
Latour was on his feet, confirming
the excited husband calmly, but dozen
conjectures whirled into his brain. only
to be dismissed as quickly Had abe be-
trayed herself Could she have confessed
her faults Were the Arabs he had seen
her husbands spies?
"And what Of Lady Martindaler' he
asked.
"Most singular freak, you know" his
lerdship answered, in real anxiety.
Been missing since dawn, you see
Pearson. her maid, tells me that she rode
off. followed by Harris. at ths first
streak Of day"
"There is nothing very alarming IN
that" Latour rejoined, in relieved tome
"Sit down and have some coffee before
she returns for breakfast"
Couldn't do it, you know" Lord
Msrtindale replied. WALKING to the win
dow and gazing over the desert. ''She
told Pearson to wake me in half an
hour-she'd be back by that time, you
know. That was two hours ago and
it's deVilish strange, reallyr'
ut is an odd time, rather Latour
said absently. But Harris was with
her, and if anything wrong had chanc-
ed
Cries from the street interrupted him:
the clatter of flying hoofs sounded on
the stones of the court, and as he glanced
down through the window a sudden
dread sprang to his brain.
Morning stables nearly completed, the
horses of the cavalry escort were tethered
to the long rope in the yard beyond, wiry
native Dragons finishing the grooming
of their sleek coats by the last rub down.
AS Latour looked a riderless horse, Gov
cred with foam and snorting with fright,
dashed by the sentry, clattered up the
court and halted at the rope. Instantly
strong hands seized him, some stroking
his neck and muzzle, others lifting the
saddle and examining his sides. gored
by the sharp shovel stiIrups.
Lord Martindale stared over his shout
der, asking ahxiously:
''That is the horse Harris rides, Ny
God, Latour, something is wrengl !
may be a fool, you know; but if you
loved her as l do you'd understand,
really"
Without answer Latour clapped his
hands, speaking rapidly to tho prompt
orderly. =
Saddle Said Pasha and another quick
ly; sling my holsters and examine the
Gaps. Ask Capt. Ahmed to report here
he said, in Arabic
His mind was clear now. the soldier