Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-05-15

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that l am giving you my full confidence
you that l am now thoroughly convince
bic is brewing here in Morocco. 1t can m
but revolt, and as his Majesty's most
trusted officer l shall try to prevent it!
fore, one way or the other, | am gone.
The emphatic declaration of the
sturdy little adventurer gave the Amer
lean further insight into his character
and strengthened his admiration. He
waited for him to say more; but the
Kaid, as though tired of talking, was
smoking hard and staring straight
ahead. Hoping to lead him on, the
Captain questioned him; but got moth
ing but monosyllables in reply.
"Charlotte and your sister had
planned that we were to visit the
mosques tomorrow to see as much as
is permitted" said the Captain. do
you think it safe?'
Uhm-m-m-yes, answered the
Kaid Safer now than it might be ten
days later"
A RENT you two rather unsocia1?"
a Charlotte voice called, and Why
don't you join u.s." at once followed
Miss Clarke.
Dick stood upon his feet, and the
Kaid with more elaboration did like
wise. They joined the group, and un-
consciously Whitney found himself
again walking beside the English girl,
who, as if it had been the previous topic
tragedy of the Garden of Fate. She
paused beside the fountain and looked
down into the lighted depths, and he
saw that her face was troubled. Alb
sorbed in watching the play of changing
light reflected on her face, he said
nothing, for an interval, and she in her
absorption did not observe that he was
staring at her. She looked up at him
suddenly, and for some reason neither
could understand both dropped their
eyes.
You know my thought" she as
serted, as though she had surprised him
in the act of reading her mind
"Of the young Berber woman?" he
answered without hesitation.
Yes" she said slowly, Il was And
do you know l don't believe l was
thinking quite sanely. l have always
tried to be normal and to suppress my
emotions when 1 thought they were
running away with my sense"
She was staring into the basin again,
and he, wishing to hear more, urged
her on.
"Of what were you thinking?"
Whether 1, in spite of my religious
belief and trained suppression, would
have done as that woman did"
He turned more fully toward her in
amazement. From what he had seen
of her he would have believed her the
last one on earth even momentarily to
sanction the action of the unfortunate
wife of the harem. He was not certain
that he had sustained a shock, and she,
glancing up, flushed and came to her
own defense.
NO." she said, Il do not believe
in self destruction. The idea itself
is repugnant and horrible; but l am
wondering if l could be capable of it
conditions. l have never loved any
my own brothers, so that | could not
exist without them after the sorrow o.
had worn away. But somehow this
Somehow, l envy that girl for the great
of love, love that was so big that whe
the future irrevocably hopeless, becaus
have no chance to explain, knew tina
never feel the clutch of the baby hands,
that she was dethroned from her place
to a life of weary imprisonment-well i
to go. And so, in my mind, l am tryins
hond what If rn1,cf he wha at If could he