Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-03-08

what the writing was about. On the other
hand. Monsieur It Baron told madam every
thing. and he promised me good share tor
helping him. When he went to England he
left me to watch Alferi They were always
enemies those two
Dick remembered the letter in Arabic he had
seen Won kerber reading on the night they met
in the Austrian house. And he recalled too,
with a shiver. Mrs. Haxtons agonzed words
when he tried to lead her away from the dead
man who had dared SD much tor her sake.
She had the blood of three men on her soul.
she said. One of those men was her husband.
In that dark hour what terrible shadows had
trooped from the tomb to torture her He
said nothing to his companions. She knew.
He only guessed. and he left it at that.
NEXT day many hands completed the task
Won kerber had begun. But Fenshawe had
made up his mind on course OF action, and
he adhered to it rigidly. The list given by
Demetriades was almost correct. One hun
dred and seventy wallets were brought to
light, just two less than the number stated
by the Greek. They were left unopened. Ex-
actly as they were taken from the sand. so
were they sealed and set aside until transporta-
ton details were arranged. Fenshawe pointed
out to the men from the Aphrodite how 1mPor-
tant it was that the treasure should be made
over to the Italian Government intact by
that means alone could their story be justified
and he guaranteed that no one should suffer
financial loss by reason of his decision.
Mrs. Haxton was too i'll either to be ques-
toned or consulted. She was carried to the
sea almost at deaths door and her ultimate
recovery was doubtful even fortnight later
when the Aphrodite brought them all to Alden
The monetary value of the treasure was not
great, its utmost figure being placed at nifty
thousand pounds. The two missing wallets
were those containing the gems. Probably
that was another story which the desert has IN
safe keeping The Italian Foreign Office be
haved generously to the disappointed archeolo-
gist He was acquitted from any blame III
regard to the ARRAY at the Well of Moses. and
was asked to select for his own collection twelve
of the ancient Persian and Indian gold vases
which formed the chief pr yes of the hoard
But that was long afterward when Sill
Richard and Lady Royson were on their honey
moon tri p to Japan, when Captain and Mrs
Stump attended by the faithful Tagg, had en-
joyed the time of their lives at Orme Castle
and when Mrs. Haxton, elegant as ever, but
very quiet and reserved in manner, was living
in a tiny villa at Bath. where Fenshawes MUM
ficence had established her for the remainder
of her days. She said, and there was no reason
to disbelieve her, that Won kerber had nc
knowledge of the identity of the oasis at the
Well of Moses. He went that way to the sea
by sheer accident and became half crazy with
excitement at the sight of the Seven Hills 1t
was his fixed intention she declared, to send
word to Fenshawe as soon as he had ascer-
tanned. beyond range OF doubt, that the ohebaT
loot was really buried there.
nICk and his wife passed fortnight at Cairo
on their voyage home. They CHANGED to adj
mre some old praying carpets in shop in the
bazaar. and asked the price. They offered half
the sum named, and the attendant, slim
youth. said he would consult his father.
a tall, stoutly built Arab came from a dark
inner apartment. His regular, somewhat grave
features at once expanded into smile.
By the Prophet he exclaimed in excellent
French, Il am overjoyed at seeing you
Monsieur ct Madame You will drink coffee
with me, is it not And for the rugs, take
them. They yours. | set up shop with
the money Monsieur Fenshawe gave me- and
| am prosperous Que dtabLe! that was a
lucky journey for me when all went south
together. | have left the desert now. Behold
| am a good citizen, and pay taxes.
Irene laughed. She had never pictured Alb
dullah the Spear Thrower a shopkeeper, and
waxing fat withal
You, at any rate. found treasure at the
Well of Moses she cried.
Abdullah glanced at her happy. smiling
face. He turned to Royson. and bowed with
something of his former grace. Let me con
graduate YOU monsieur your far greater
fortune" he said.