The Washington times., 1904-04-24

Get your things together as quickly as
you can. Providence permitting. I'll
have you In a safe place before morning.
Come now, hurry"
''Oh, dear-you don't know what you
are saying; it is simply impossible. We
should be murdered without pity. Co.
please, for my sakei I am in no imme-
date danger bere-Grattan Pasha is a
gentleman in every sense OF the word.
He would protect me with his Hfe-he
his already done so But you-yoi are
in danger every moment. Haven't I
gone through enough without the re-
sponsibiIity of your life also2 You are
the last man on earth expected TO see
In Turkey. Won't you
Amy, listen; came to Constantine
pie for the express purpose o. placing
you in Lady BIS care as soon as posi-
BILE Perhaps you can guess why-per-
haps you did guess and stopped writing
to me for that reason. Never mind
that Grattan Pasha may protect you
while he Is able to do so, but-suppose
anything happens to him. ALI sorts of
things happen here. Stop and think a
moment. II we get safely down to the
landing place, we can leave on the Brit
ism dispatch boat tonight and be per-
fectly safe. I'm not alone in this affair
your friend, Mr.. Brown, is waiting out
side
''Browni What Mr.. Brown? I know
no one OF that namei What can you
mean-some one has been deceiving you
for the purpose Of
Waltz He gave me this note for you.
There's his name, Clifford G. Brown
or don't know handwriting when I see
it. And there's some confoundish Turk
ish stuff under ito reassure you,
suppose. Now are you satisfied"
'Did-did Mr.. Brown read-read this
note to you?" family.
mo, we hadn't time-he scrubbed il on
that piece of writing paper Just as we
got out of the caique-said you'd be
more likely to come IL you knew some
one else was with me. Now, my dear
girl. please hurry. Every moment is
precious. Can't you find suit Of mans
clothes somewhere? It's no time for
false modesty. Amy-you know as well
as 1 that no woman is seen on the street
at night in these times. You must OBJ
tain a disguise somewhere. or well
never be able to get through with whole
skins"
''Oh, don't believe ever could, Yes,
I will. tool There's a spare uniform Of
the Pasha's in the next room, and I'll
try it Wait here. and don't make a
sound"
In less than five minutes by my watch
though the hands seemed glued fast
a Turkish officer in full uniform walked
through the door and I frantically
grabbed under my coattail for the re-
volvers. thinking my last hour had
come. Then I saw it was Miss Amy.
and felt faint with relief She gave me
a bundle of clothes to hold, and walk
ing over to a sandalwood tabouret
picked up a photograph in a silver
frame. Her back was toward me, bur
she seemed to be crying. Then she took
the picture from it's case and slipped it
into one Of her pockets.
For another moment she stood looking
about the room-at the handsome piano,
at a pretty dress and slippers which
lay upon the divan, at a de luxe copy Of
Lofts "Chrysantheme" upon the ia
bouret-then joining me at the foot Of
the ladder. just in time to save me from
nervous prostration. she whispered:
Poor Grattan Pasha-I hope some
day can tell him how happy and safe
have felt In his room, after all that
has happened
In fact OF our imminent danger and
the fact that I needed a level head, I
couldn't help feeling that when some
thing went wrong with Grattan's coffee
I shouldn't wear mourning. It was
rather a mean thought. considering his
kindness to Amy, and forgot it very
soon Coaxing a young lady in trousers
down a long pole from the roof of a
house is sufficient mental exercise to
make a man forget most anything.
We got along beautifully until we
dropped from the wall into the street.
Then a crowd OF softas seemed to spring
from the very ground-from behind
every corner. Again I felt for those
miserable pistols. which by this time
were pointing UP and down the small OF
my back; but just as I Iugged one out
by the muzzle, Browns voice said. close
to my ear:
Keep your head-don't shoot under
any circumstances-yet- 1t was very
fortunate that you got Miss Evans to
put on that suit"
Then he shouted something in Turk
ish which made the crowd pause.
though their murderous weapons were
near enough 10 CLEAN in the moonlight.
From what little I knew of the Ian
guage the gist OF Browns speech
seemed to be that we were friends of
Grattan Pasha, that we were all right,
that Grattan was all right that every
body was all right. and that while
we'd like nothing better than TO spend
the evening with them, We had an i'm
portant engagement in STEAMBOAT which
wouldn't keep. and so on explaining
and walking slowly away, until we were
getting into a caique at the landing
place before realized that we were
free of them
The Imogene was just heaving her
anchor as we pulled alongside. and I
shall never forget the look which
passed between Miss Amy and Brown
as he parted from her at the top OF
the companion ladder nor the hearty
grasp he gave me as he said:
Good by. old chap; take good care of
her. may look You up in London if