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niscence of the past; slight smile has
appeared upon his rather worn ana
hageard though always striking face.
Evidently the thoughts that slip lnto
his mind are pleasant ones.
It is not ia the nature of Sandy Bar,
low to let q cofhrade enjoy a secret
alone. Not that he haseany desire TO
be meddlesome, but he wishes to snare
the ioy as we'll as the sorrows OF those
in whose company he travels Nte's
highway. Hence he mods his wise nt-
tie head sagely, and. cooking II Oh
one side in a manner peculiar to him.
self, he remarks:
II say, Joe, this isn't the first time
that face has flashed before your en-
chanted vision? Own up, now, Ike
man. We're all in love with the
divine Molly; every single man IN
Cairo at this hour yearns for her
smiles, and you will be only one OF
scores. Speak up, man: Where ala
YOU ever meet her? Eve never heard
her mention your name, to my knowl-
edge, and. by Jove, she thought you
| were a Dutchman, when she sent me
down here! Leave it to Gripes if it
amt So"
Mynheer Joe smiles.
For once, friend Sandy, you have
hit the bulls eye. / have met this
lady before"
And still she does not recognize
your name-that by which the whole
world of scientific geographers has
learned to call you? When she spoke
of Mynheer Joe she showed no emo
ton, and, as l said before. told US
to do all for the poor unfortunate
German we could. She even wanted
to come herself to hear Of Gordon.
He's her hero, you know. as he is OF
many thousands. Yes, and we had
even to promise to bring you back
with US. So, what do you say to
that?"
81 suppose I shall have to so. A
womans will Is law, generally, espe'
cially one whose face is as charming
as that photo betrays."
But. your former meeting" ham,
mers the man Of pencil and notebook
who does not deviate from a course
he may have marked out. and. as
consequence, generally gets there with
both feet.
"Ah, you will have it, Sandy"
laughs the other.
why not? There is something &C.
centric about it, I'll be bound. You
didn't meet Molly in the ordinary or.
thodox way, or you'd know her name,
while she could never forget yours
well, you see it's q poor place to
ask for a name when salt water. is
running into mouth and eyes," returns
Mynheer Joe.
The correspondent appears to have
received a tremendous shock, for, sud
denly springing to his feet, lie clutches
the explorer by the arm to whirl him
around so that he may look in his
face.
Confusion! Were you the hero Of
that little episode at Malta a year
ago." he demands.
II don't know about being hero,
but l did have the extreme pleasure
of jumping from my sailboat and saw
ing, from a watery grave, a young
girl who had fallen overheard from a
boat that nearly upset in a squall,"
returns the man from Khartooin, mod.
estly.
Mr.. Grimes Fuckers up his lips as
if to whistle, and his whole manner
says: $50. that's the way the wind
blows, is it, coming events cast
shadow before"
AS for Sandy, he shrugs his shoul-
ders and pretends to look dreadfully
disappointed, though there Is twinkle
in his eye that tells Of sly humor.
You cannot always take Sandy as he
appears. He has often turned out to
be @ sly rogue.
"And then you sailed away, without
even leaving your name, nor has the
young lady ever been able to learn
who it was so gallantly jumped over
board after her. One thing is settled
you've got a clear road there, Joe.
Not another man will have a chance
when once Molly recognizes you as her
preserver."
Instead Of looking 1attered the par.
ty addressed has something of bored
appearance. A man who has devoted
his life to science and exploration has
no business to fall in love. His heart
is supposed to be wrapped up in his
work.
Don't mention it, Sandy, I beg. I
was bound upon very curious errand
at the time and didn't mean to be rude,
but time was money. could spend
five minutes saving a girls life but
deliver me from an hour Of thanks
from her relatives. When I got back
to Malta they had gone"
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