Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-11-03

by that pale look Of you he wears. And
indeed. Is 1t strange that ! should take
him for you. who was told to seek yol
In this wild land?"
BE silent"' Rutton told him. angrily.
MY lords will is his slaves" Re
signedly the babu folded his fat arms.
Tell me about this" Rutton demanded
Of Amber.
south of the station the day / came
down." explained Amber. summarizing
the episode as succinctly as he could. III,
didn't call me by your name, but I've nj
doubt he's telling the truth about mis-
! taking me for you. At all events hi
hazoor-ed me a number OF times, talked :
lot OF rot about some silly voice. and
finally made me free gift of a nice little
bronze box that wouldn't open. After
which he took to his heels. saying he't
call later for my answer-whatever ht
meant by that. He did call by night anC
stole the box. That's about all l know
of him thus far. But I'd watch out TO,
him. IL I were you: IL he isn't q ravine
lunatic I miss my guess"
Indeed, my lord, II Is all quite as thu
sahib says" the babu admitted. grac
iously. his eyes cleaning with sardonio
amusement. circumstances conspired
to mislead me, but that was swift to
discover. Nor did / lose time in remedy.
ing the error. as you have heard. More
over
He shut up suddenly at a sign from
RuttOn, with a lu01CrOuS $nTuR or MT
huge shoulders disclaiming any ill-inten,
or wrongdoing. and while Rutton re.
manned deep In thought by the table the
babu held silence. his gaze Pickering sus
piciously round the room. searching the
shadows. questioning the closed door be-
hind which Doggott lay asleep tevidencf
OF which fact was not wanting In his
snores,. resting feetingly on Amber's
face returning to Rutton. His features
were composed. his face. indeed, Nigh,
Lo,- hanv toll "a al IN
weird mask of unctuous depravity, but
for his eyes. which betrayed a score OF
differing phases Of emotion. He was By
turns apparently possessed by fear. NAL.
contempt for Amber. Difference to Rut
ton, and a feeling that he was master
not alone of the situation but OF the mar
whom he professed to honor SO extrava.
gantly.
At length Rutton looked up, suppress
speak before this MANI" The Bengal
nodded impudently at Amber.
1T is my will.
"Shabash, I bear message, hazoor
from the Bell"
You are the Mouthpiece OF the Voice.
THAT honor is mine. hazoor. For tns
rest I am
"Behari Lal Chatterti." INTERRUPTED Rut
ton. impatiently. solicitor Of the Inner
Temple-disbarred; anointed thief, liar
jackai, lickspittle and perjurer-I know
YOU.
My lord" said the man. insolently
"omits from his catalogue OF my ac-
complishments my chiefest honor; he for
gets that. with him. I am an accepted
Member OF the Body.
THE Body wears strange members tina,
employs you, babu." commented Rutton
bitterly. 1T has fallen upon evil days
| when such as YOU are charged with a
| message OF the Bell
My lord is harsh to one who would
| be his slave In all things. Fortunate, in
| deed am ] to own the protection Of the
| Token slow leer widened greasily
upon his moonlike face.
"Ah. the Token" Rutton repeated
/ tensely. beneath his breath. 1T is true
| that YOU have the Token
1 Aye. it is even here, my lord TIT