The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-09-14
white garments h, slipped nuise,essl,

white garments he slipped nuiseiessl,
from the room, and Amber knew In
stinctively that II they were to meet
again that night 1t would be upon the
farther side of the Gateway OF Swords
For himself. his path of duty lay clear
to the Virginians vision; like Laber
touches. 1t was the road to Kathpia
pur. He had no more doubt that So
phia had been conveyed thither than
he had of Farrell's presence before
him
He thought swiftly Of Dulla Dads
parting admonition: you shall find
but one way to Kathiapur"
well, sir, Well?" Exasperated by
his silence the Political sprang to his
feet and brought the riding-crop
against his leg with smack like a
gun-shot. Have you nothing to sayi
Don't you realize what 1t means when
white woman disappears In this land
Of devils? Good God! you stand there,
doing nothing, saying nothing. like a
man with heart of stone!"
Speak French" Amber interposed
quietly. He continued in that tongue,
his tone so steady and imperative that
it brought the half-frantic Englishman
to his senses. Speak French. You
must know that we're spied upon
every instant; every word we speak
is overheard, probably. Tell me what
happened--how 1t happened-and keep
COOL"
You're right; beg your pardon"
Farrell collected himself There's lit.
tie enough to 90 on. You dis
appointed us this morning During the
day we got word from a secret but
Trustworthy source to look out for
trouble from the native side. Never
theless, Raikes and I we're obliged,
by reason Of our position, represent.
ing Government, to attend the banquet
in honor of the coronation tomorrow.
We called in young Clarkson-the mis-
sionary, you know-to stay in the
house during cGr absence. When we
returned the Residency was deserted
only we found Clarkson bound,
gagged, and nearly dead of suffocation
In a closet He could tell us nothing
had been set upon from behind. Not
servant remslned. But, by
the way, your man Doggott came In
by the evening dak-tonga"
where's RaiAes?"
Gone to the palace to threaten Sa-
lig Singh with an army corps"
cut?"
yes, but how"
Never mind how know-the
story's too long. The thing to do is to
get troops here without days de-
lay"
But how"
Take Raikes, Clarkson, and Dog
gott and ride like hell to Badshah
Junction. Telegraph from there. The
four of you ought to be able to fight
your way through"
But, man, my daughter"
II know where to find her--or think
l do. No matter which, I'll find her
and bring her back to you safely, or
die trying. You spoke just now Of a
secret but trustworthy source of In
formation: l work with 1t this night
l can't mention rames-you know
why; but that source was in this room
ten minutes ago. He's gone after
your daughter now. / follow. Mo-
90 alone. It's the only way. l know
how you feel about 1t. but believe me,
the thing for you to do is to find some
way to summon British troops. Now
the quicker you go. the quicker I'm
off, l can't-daren't move while
you're here"
Farrell eyed him strangely "I'll
co." he said after PAUSE. But e.
why can't /"
There are just two white men liv-
ing, Colonel Farrell. who can go where
am going to look for your daughter
tonight. I'm one of them. The other
is-you know who"
"One of us Is mod" said Farrell
with conviction. 81 think you are"
"Or else l know what I'm talking
about. In either event you only hinder
me now. Please 60"
The Virginian followed him to the
doorway. Farrell's horse, docile,
well-trained animal, had come to the
edge of the verande to wait for his
master. Otherwise the compound was
as empty as the night was quiet.
Mounting, the Political waved silent
farewell and spurred Off toward the
city. Amber passed back through the
bungalow to the bund.
He lifted his voice and called: "Ohe,
Dulla Dad"
There came soft shuttle OF feet on
the stones behind him, and the stunt
ed, whitehead figure of Dulla Dad
stood at his side, making respectful
obeisance. "Hazoor!"
You damned spying scoundrel!"
Amber cried, enraged. You've been
waiting there by the window, listen
ing"
(TO BE CONT1NUED)