Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-05-29

ping, and frowned. Behind them stood the
porter from the outer gate, the man who
had held the jewels of Buhammei until COM
PEELED by accidental discovery to disgorge.
He had come in so silently that his entrance
had not been observed; but if he had heard
anything that was of interest," or if he could
understand anything of English, his face
gave no betrayal. He stood quietly; but for
some reason none of the men at the table
felt like discussing anything more of the
projected trip.
babe the Consul goodby, and he, half shiv
ering in the GOODNESS of the hour turned
back across the patio, his slippered feet
slapping the tile and his pajamas Tapping
about him. They passed out into the court
yard and up to the outer door, the Arab fol-
lowing them noiselessly and still giving no
sign that he had understood any scrap of
the conversation. Once the Kaid stopped
and glared at him as if about to speak, and
then, thinking again, trudged ahead to the
unbarred door
Dick looked back at the walls of the
house. which were relieved here and there
by the outcurving iron gratlngs before high,
narrow windows with their curved and
pointed tops, the blue tiles of whose borders
were dmly visible in the early morning
light He could not be sure, but thought
as his eyes travelled instinctively to one in
particular like those of man who has been
watched intently and instinctively is drawn
toward the point of observance, that he
caught sight of white face watching him,
and furthermore he believed it was framed
with dark hair which had become unbound
by nights restlessness. His heart beat a
little quicker and he stared at the opening;
but could see nothing more. The face, if
one had been there, had disappeared, and
he was to leave with no further goodby. He
was made aware that the Kaid was waiting
for him, and he turned again toward the gate,
passing through it. The Englis Imam halted
in the midst of a group of men and horses
where torches were held. The gate changed
slowly shut behind them, and they heard
the fall of the heavy bars.
a DARK face, SCARED and twisted, turned
\ to him from the circle of light, its lips
opened, exposing strong, small teeth, and
the officer recognized Suleyman, the man
who had saved his life on top of Mount
Zalag. The man was evidently as ready as
he to recognize, and gave friendly salute,
throwing his hands up with such a quick
gesture that Dick was surprised by his
alertness.
Dick walked over and extended his hand.
II thank YOU" he said Understandings.
"Ah," said the Kaid Il see you recog-
nize each other. You can trust him in all
things, Captain. He's ugly but true
He spoke as impersonally as if the Arab
was block of stone. The Arab smiled and
bowed.
Dick looked over the animal he was to
ride and found he had been apportioned
delicate limbed, clean cut Arabian horse,
such as are occasionally seen round the
tents of the richer Bedouin sheiks, and was
thankful that he was to have a better
mount than those he had seen when travers-
ing the city at different times. He swung
himself into the saddle and fell in behind
the Kaid, who, as if anxious to be far away
from the city before dawn broke, spurred
his horse to a canter. They did not turn
from the old city to the new; but instead
switched out through one of the thready
streets into a broader thorougkfare, and
from that to the city wall.
A sentry recognized the officer and sa-
luted him by striking the front of his red
fez, on which was clearly embroidered his
corps number, and then called to the guard,
which came tumbling out of a narrow door
way The soldiers lined up and stood at
attention, while other soldiers swung back
the creaking ponderous doors. They