Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-04-24

all sorts of courtesies from sheiks and saints.
Some of the rowing. dark skinned gentlemen cir
culated a mysterious report that l had been sent
for by one General Hamilton Clarke. who to
have pretty efectually taught them to leave his
friends alone; SO l didn't deny it and came through
easily. That fellow must be all right"
The Hon Bob leaned back and laughed. $50 you
think he's all right; eh? Well, if you've got any
doubts about that III tell you he is His sister lives
here with US. She's of the family now Charlie
and couldn't get along without her. We brought
her down here to see her brother and he here
every night of his life unless he's off in the interior
somewhere trying to beat into these
founded Indians that he calls army. You'll like
him, all right. He's afraid to talk about half the
time; but when you get down to bedrock with him
you'll learn every day that there little
man in him than you thought there the day be-
fore: In way his sisters good deal like him.
Mighty sparin' of words But hang it all. Dick this
Indefinitely" Whitney answered i think l
can stand this palace if you and Charlie can. But
how do you like your nation?"
His foster father launched into an emphatic TRADE
against the Moorish Government when they were
interrupted by laughing voices OUTSIDE.
THERE they come!' the Hon. Bob shouted check
:, ing himself abruptly and jumping to his feet.
He attempted to hold the Captain behind him, call
ing as he did so, Hey, Charlie! Hold a minutei
Guess who's here?"
The Kaid was not with them, and the girls were
turning to the opposite side of the court when his
shout checked them The English girl as if believing
herself intruder, disappeared into archway and
Charlotte started toward her father. He stepped
aside put his hand behind the Captains back and
showed him forward.
Here's Dick. our old Dickl" he called enthusi-
astcaly and the officer and his betrothed hurried
attectonate embrace. With round her
waist Dick directed her steps toward the little recep-
ton room from which he had just emerged. They
seated themselves side by side the couch lille the
Hon. Bob glowered down them like a fond ogre.
They had talked for minutes before the Consul
realized that their guest was not with them. He
strobe out into the court and called loudly
Margaret Oh, Margaret Where are you?
Why don't you come down here? We want you to
meet our boy! Dicks here! Youd better get
hustle on and get acquainted with him! He's goin'
to live here with US.
The English girl, with half smile, appeared in the
court. and the Hon. Bob caught her by the arm and
hurried her to introduction. The officer rose to
meet her. She looked up at him with frank, inter
ested eyes, and he after uttering commonplace,
resumed his seat.
Charlotte, to assure his welcome, added Dick is
just like dear big brother to me-. and put her
hand and with caressing fingers touched his temple.
why. old fellow she suddenly exclaimed
there's gray hair there, and you are only twenty
eight years old!''
Placidly smiling and unanswering he looked at
her face and then turned to Miss Clarke, who was
calmly studying him with frank curiosity. Il un-
derstand he said addressing her. that your brother
is Kaid Clarke
YES" she replied and then. saying nothing
more. there was pause of waiting
II have been much interested in him." the officer
said. "inasmuch | have travelled under a false
cloak of protection through inadvertent of his
name.''
Margaret's eyes opened trfe wider; but she
made comment.
They thought was coming to meet him." the
American added.
That can be remedied very quickly indeed the
girl said. 1t was hardly subterfuge after ALL be-
cause in certain way you were He will be here
soon He comes every evening for dinner, and then
you shall know him in TRUTH
The Hon. Bob whose eyes had never wandered
from the officers face. again started to express his
approval of the Kaid: but was more inter-
rupted by the Arab porter, who announced another