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credulous no more. A philosopher al
ways, he shrugged his shoulders and
pointed to the ropes which bound him,
am no acrobat, = he said;
cannot ride with a rope about my legs
1--WE are about to remove it, excel
leney. Be careful what you do-my
men are hasty. If you are wise you
will be followed by SO many laughing
angels. Il, however, we should find you
obstinate, then, excellency
He touched the handle of q great
knife at his girdle significantly, and
ing him, closed about the pony signifi-
cantly while Gavin mounted. A SINH
lar attention being paid to Arthur Ken
yon was not received SO kindly; for
no sooner did they attempt to lift him
roughly to the saddle than he turned
rousing blow which stretched the fell
him insensible there. The act was
within an ace Of costing him his life.
Knives sprung from sheathes, antique
pistols were fourished- there were
tho miraculously, louder voice from
some one hidden in the wood command
ing them to silence. In that moment
the gypsy chief flung himself before
Kenyon and protected him with hands
uplifted and curses on his lips.
a.
whom you obeyi" he almost shrieked,
and then to the Englishman, "You are
mad, mein herr-be wise or will kill
you"
Kenyon, strangely nonchalant thru it
all, shrugged his shoulders and clam
bered upon the back Of the pony. Gavin
breathed full p breath az again and de,
sired nothing more Of fate than that
+. they should quit the cursed wood with
out further loss of time. AS tho enough
evil had not come to him there, he
espied, as they rode from the place,
The dead body Of his hiss servant, the Turk tpf
killed him still protruding from his
shoulders. And he doubted if the
Wretched Greek, SO bruta1ly manned in
the fire, still lived or must be numbered
second victim of the night.
upon such an errand at all, OF did the
circumstances of his visit justify hims
Of this he did not believe that he was
the best Judge. That which he had
done had been done for the sake of one.
whose sweet voice seemed to speak of
courage even at such an hour-Evelyn,
what man Is love could be; whose fair
image went with him as he rode, the
stately figure of his dreams, the gentle
Evelyn for whom the supreme alteration
and pity of his life were reserved. If
ignominy were his ultimate reward, he
4 cared nothing---no danger, no peril Of
the way, must be set against the happi.
ness, may, the very soul's salvation, Of
her who had said to him, love you'll"
{ This had been the whole spirit Of his
journey, and it did not desert him now
when the gypsies set out upon the
mountain road and he understood that
he was helpless hostage in their
Je Ao For Av%h Kon ho writ h
English stolidity, still chose to regard
the whole scene as jest and to com
ment upon it from such a standpoint:
To him the picturesque environment Of
height and valley, forests Of pine and
sleeping pastures, were less than moth.
grass for the first roseate glow Of
dawn in the eastern sky; for the SHIN
mer Of gold upon the majestic land
scape, or the jewels sprayed by the
stream below them. He had met. an
adventure and he gloried in it. Beg
cling cigaret from the nearest gypsy,
he thanked the fellow for Light, and
so fell to the. thirty words of German
bequeathed to him by that splendid
foundation of one William at Winches-
ter. There were g havenzie 81 and
'sIch Wimsche 3" enough. to have
served a threepenny manual of travel
er's talk here: Neither understood the
HThe man g a. born idiot,'' Arthur
said to Gavin at last. 81 ask, him
where the road leads to and he says
shalf-an-hour.
~ Meaning we are half-an-hour from
our destination
"Then why the deuce can't he say 50
in plain Englishi''
aa.He might ask you why the deuce
you can task him in plain Hungarian. =
That s so-but how these. fellows
don It break their jaws over this CAB
BILE, I can't make out. Well. / sup
pose we shall get breakfast somewhere,
Gavin. -
Are you hungry, Arthur"
Not much; IN thinking Of that
poor devil Of Greek
Yes, they are brutes enough. What
could we dof''
"Oh, knew thatl What am hop
ing is that they will get it hot after
we have told the tale at Bucharest.