The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-09-14
CHAPTER XVII.
The WAY to kathiapur.

Gall and wormwood in his mouth,
more bitter than remorse, Amber be-
came conscious. Or perhaps it were
more truly to say that he struggled
out of Inconsistencies, dragging his
ego back by main will-power from
the deep oblivion Of drugged slumber.
One by one his faculties fought their
way past the barrier, until he was
fully sentient. save that his memory
drowsed His head was hot and heavy.
his eyes burned in their sockets like
balls of live charcoal, dulled buzz
Zing sounded In his ears, his very
heart felt sore and numb: he was as
one who wakes from evil dreams to
the blackness OF foreknown despair
Suddenly he raised himself upon
the charpoy and called huskily for
the khansamah. Promptly the squat
white figure that he remembered APP
peared In the doorway. Bring lights
Amber ordered, peremptorily. Bring
lights quickly-and water" And when
the man had returned with lamp,
which he put on the table, Amber
seized the red earthenware watering
and drained 1t greedily. Returning It,.
empty, to the brown hands, he mo-
toned to the man to wait, while he
consulted his watch. 1t had run down.
He thrust it back into his pocket and
inquired: What's o'clock"
Eight In the evening, sahib."
Amber gasped and stared. Eight
of the Let me think. Go and
bring me food and brandy peg-or
hold on! Bring bottle Of soda water
and n glass only"
The khansamah withdrew Amber
fell back with his shoulders to the
wall and stared unwlnking at the
lamp. He distinctly remembered I'M
dressing before going to bed; he now
found himself fully clothed He felt
81 his pocket, and found the emerald
ring there, instead Of I'm It's chamois
case. Then 1t had not been a night
mare
He had bottle OF brandy which
had never been uncorked In his tray
cling Kit. Rising, he found It and In
spected the cork narrowly to mako
sure It had not been tempered with;
then ne drew 1t.
The khansamah returned with the
glass and an unopened bottle OF
Schweppe's. and prepared the drink
under eyes that watched him narrow
1v Whi1n p,1>n Ir,, hn laid n
place for him at the table When he
left the room a second time the Vir-
ginian produced his automatic pistol
and satisfied himself that 1t remained
loaded and In good working order.
In the course of a few minutes the
native reappeared with a tray of food
and pot Of coffee These arranged.
he stood by the chair, ready to serve
the guest. Then he found himself
looking into the muzzle of Amber's
weapon, and became apparently rigid
with terror
"Sahib-!"
Make no cutlery, dog, and tell me
no lies, II you value your contemplate
life. Why did you drug me at whose
tnstanco?'
"Sahib! q"
"Answer me quickly. son OF yipers!"
by Dhola Baksh, hazoor. | am in
noccnt' Another has done these
thiugs--he who served you last night,
belize. and whose place have taken.
Now the oaths of India are many
and various. 30 that new specimen
need not be held wonderful. But Am.
Der sat bolt upright his eyes widening
and bis jaw dropping. "Dhola--!" he
said, and brought his teeth together
with an audible click, staring at the
khansamah AZ II he we're recru
descence Of prehistoric mammal He
caught motion OF the head and a
wave OF the hand toward the window
warning him that there might be an
eavesdropper lurking without. and
rose admirably to the emergency.
THAT IL a lie, mlsbegotten son OF