Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-11-12

fort II Hold on. News of the F. s.
That spells the Farrells. How in bazes
does he know anything about the Far
rells? l told Quain nothing. Can
it be trap? Is IL possible that the chap
who took that photograph recognized
The problem held him in perplexity
throughout the evening meal He turned
able to arrive at any comforting solution.
Impulse In the end decided him-impuse
and glance at his watch. which told him
that the time grew short. ''Pll CO. he
declared. mo matter what. It's nearly ..
but the Lal baZaar's not far"
In the face of Doggotts unbending dis
approval he left the hotel some twenty
minutes later. having levied on DOggotts
wardrobe for suitable clothing. Dressed
in an old suit of soft gray serge. some
what too large for him. and wearing a
gray felt hat with the brim pulled down
over his eyes. he felt that he was not
easily to be identified with his everyday
self-the David Amber whose exacting yet
conservative correctness" had become a
byword with his friends.
Once away from the Great Eastern he
quietly insinuated himself into the tide
Of the city's night life that tirelessly GIBBS
and flows north of Dalhousie Square-the
restless currents of native life that move
ceaselessly in obedience to impulses so
meaningless and strange to the occidental
| understanding. Before he realized 1t he
| HdO le1t CIVILIZATION Den1n0 MIN ana was
breathing the atmosphere heady and
weird. Of the Thousand and One Nights.
| The Lal bazaar seethed round him nOis-
lily. with roaring not unlike that of a
| surf in the hearing of him who had so
| long lived separate from such scenes. But
gradually the strangeness of 1t passed
| away and he began to feel at home. And
/ ere long he passed in a single stride from
the glare of many lights and the tumult
| of a hundred tongues to the dark and the
l
! sinuous way through the hinterland of
the bazaar. Here the air hung close and
still and gravid with the odor of the east,
| half stencil. half perfume, wholly indi-
vidual and indescribable; here black
shadows chung jealousy to black and
! Shiny walls. while lighter ones but vague
ly suggestive of robed figures glided 81
lently hither and yon: and odd noises.
| whispers, sobs, sounds of laughter and
of rage assailed the ear and excited the
imagination.
At a corner where there was more light
! he came upon a policeman whose tunic.
termed after those of the London bobby
that the simple sight of them was cal
| culated to revive confidence In the Sc
curity of ones person. He inspected Am
| Der shrewdly while the latter was asking
his way to Honest Georges. and in re-
Spouse jerked a white-gloved thumb down
the wide thoroughfare.
| You carn't miss 1t. sir-s'ylors' boardn'
| OuSe all III up ana Nkely WIN row
| on at the bar. Mind your eye, guv' nor.
1t ayn't plyce you'd ought to visit on
your lone
Thanks. I've business there. reckon
| to take care of myself
Nevertheless II was with a mind preyed
upon by fOrebodings that Amber stumbled
down the cobbled way. reeking with filth.
| toward the establishment of Honest
| George. Why on earth should LabeE-
touche make an appointment In SO unholy
a spot? Amber's doubts revived and he
became more than half persuaded that
| this must be a snare devised by those
acute intelligences which had instigated
both the theft of the photograph and that
snarled mock benedictiOn of the men,
| dicant.
II don't like it," he admitted. ruefully;
| Its SO canny."
He stopped in front of a building whose
| squat brick facade was lettered with the
reassuring sobriquet OF its proprietor. A
bench, running the width of the structure.
was thick with sprawling loafers. who
! smoked and spat and spoke a jargon of
/ the seas, the chief part Of which was
! blasphemy. Within. visible through win
dows never closed, was a crowded bar
room ablaze with fiaring gas jets. up
| roarious with voices thick with drink.
One needed courage of no common order
| to run the gauntlet OF that rowdy room
| and brave the more secret dangers OF the
! infamous den. You've got to have your
nerve with you.'' Amber put 1t. But
| suppose it's all i'm the game. Let's chance
| IT." And he entered.
| (TO be continued tomorrow