New-York tribune., 1905-01-22
SUNDAY MAGAZINE for JANUARY e. 1905
TALONS of THE III A wv IL
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(ConIinned Itom ~ 81

This abrupt entrance interrupted
scene in which the principal actor
seemed TO find even his crouching atti-
tude at Rasuli's feet too elevated. The
Chiefs own face was divided between a
towering rage and perplexity. As he
caught sight of the newcomer and of the
resolute. sunburned American face he
burst into string of profanity whichwould
have reused envy in a longshorcman-
THE American devil returned he
shouted There is a spell on the world
Then he stopped and fairly lifted the
man at his feet into standing posture.
Here is thy accompliceF' he yelled.
Recognize him?"
The man in his clutches. half Spaniard.
half Moor. rcelcd in sheer terror; but he
faltered through blanched lips that he
never had seen this stranger before. that
he had had no accomplice.
Two men, each claiming to have
slain my fatheri" thundered the bandit.
Il at least will make sure. | viii tie We
back TO back and make We one.
No more ropes for me. returned
Hewitt decidedly. 'III die. if you like:
but III be hanged if swallow any more
sand to oblige you
The Chief Of the Hills" gasped. He
let go the poor coward he held, bestOwing
on him a savage kick as the man dropped
once more to a miserable heap Then
with murderous looks he turned on his
original captive.
How come you here he foamed.
unbound, unharmed, alone. you son of
a witch How have you escaped'"
That's my affair returned Hewitt
coolly 1t ought to satisfy you that
| am here May | be permitted TO in
quire who are these gentlemen in the
background, and how this new candidate
for honors, salaaming on the floor. hap
pened to arrive>'
We are Frenchmen, answered a man
from behind the Chief. stepping forward
readily. and showing a clever. rubicund
countenance My own name. if mon
Sie11 pleases. is Pierre LongchamP.
am br-r-r-oker | handle everything.
from ze mule to ze-'
Murderer" finished Hewitt And
consequently you have found the assassin
of the Chiefs father. and have brought
him here for sale
Monsieur has ze high and compre-
hensive intelligence And now if milor
re Chief will but listen"
The trader poured out an eloquent
flood of information which left the bandit
astOunded, but evidently convinced that
at last the real murderer who had done
his work alone. was in his hands.
At a sign from the Moor. the French
mans prisoner, Piteously protesting re-
pentance and squirming like a worm,
was bound and borne away. for so cut
tingly self-evident was the proof the
self-p poised traders offered that even the
wretch felt denial to be hopeless
AS the new captive vanished. the Chief
turned a darkly questioning. menacing
eye upon Hewitt The American an
swered the wOrdless inquiry
e. lied to you, he said simply
You hed?" said the perplexed Moor
You told me. audacious that YOU are,
that the spirit of my father bounded YOU
to giving yourself up, that it was a point
of honor in your country to obey a viSiOnl
And YOU lied Were you mad' What
had you TO gain"
The life and happiness of a woman" "
And what value would the glance of
her eyes be to thee. six feet under grourd2"
growled the Moor But there have
heard of such mad deeds They lack