The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1911-10-05
!, CHAPTER TX. (contlnued).

AS AMBER LETT the TOOm AduOA IOuShO
/. extinguished the lamp, shut and
locked the door, and followed, catch
ing Amber by the arm and guiding
him through pitch darkness to the
head Of the stairs Don't talk" he
whispered; trust me-" They de-
scended an interminable fight OF
steps, passed down a long, echoing
corridor, and again descended. From
the foot of the second fight Laber-
itouche shunted Amber round through
what seemed veritable maze Of pas
sages-in which, however, he was evil
IDENTIFY at home. At length: Now
90 ahead" was breathed in Ambers
ear and at the same time his arm
twas released.
He obeyed blindly, stumbling down
a reeking corridor, and in q minute
more, to his unutterable relief, was
In the open air Of the bazaar.
Blinking with the abrupt transition
from absolute night to garish light,
he skulked In the shadow Of the
doorway, waiting. Beneath his gaze
Calcutta paraded its congress OF peo-
Iples-a comprehensive collection of
Superintendent every tribe in Hindustan
land Of nesrly every other race in the
world hesfdes.
Like fat, tawdry moth in his gar
lments Of ssoiled pink, babu loitered
ipast, with never a siGelong glance
for the lpaferish figure in the shad-
owed doorway; and the latter seemed
himself absorbed in the family of Eu-
rasians who were shrilly squabbling
with the keeper Of vegetable stall adj
jacent. But presently he wearied of
their noise, yawned, thrust both hands
deep In his pockets and stumbled
away. The bazar accepted him as a
brother, unquestioning, and he picked
his way through it with an ease that
argued nothing but absolute familiar
ity with hts surroundings. But always
you may be sure, he had the CLEAN Of
pink satin in the corner Of his eye.
In time broad Machua bazaar street
received them-Pink Satin and the
californian out for night Of It, And
now Pink Satin began to stroll more
sedately, manifesting a livelier inter-
est in the sights of the wayside. Am
Ibers Impotence for he guessed that
they neared the goldsmith's stall-in-
creased prodigiously.
Without warning, Pink Satin pulled
up, extracted from the recesses of his
costume long, black and vindictive-
looking native cigar, and lighted it.,
thoughtfully exhaling the smoke
through his nose while he stared Gov
etously at the display of slipper
merchant whose stand was over
across from the stall Of goldsmith.
With true oriental deliberation Pink
Satin finally made up his mind to
move on; and Amber lurched heavily
into the premises occupied by one
Dhola Baksh, a goldsmith.
A customer, slim, handsome Ma
layan youth, for the moment held the
attention of the proprietor. The two
were haggling with characteristic en-
Joyment over transaction which
seemed to involve less than twenty
rupees. Amber waited, knowing that
patience must be his portion until the
bargain should be struck. Dhola
Baksh himself, lean, sharp-featured
Mahratta gray with age, appraised
with single look the new customer.
and returned his interest to the Ma
lay. But Amber garnered from that
glance a sensation o. recognition. He
wondered dimly, why; could the gold
smith have been warned of his COM
tngf
Tive or three more putative custom
ers idled into the shop. Beyond it's
threshold the stream OF native life
rolled on, ceaselessly fluent; pageant
of the middle ages had sbeen no more
fantastic and unreal to western eyes.
Now and again a wayfarer paused, his
interest attracted by the goldsmith's
hush of business.
Unexpectedly the proprietor made
a substantial concession. Money
passed upon the instant, sealing the
bargain. The Malay rose to go.
lDhola Baksh lifted stony stare to
amber.
your pleasure, sahib?" he inquired.
with thinly-veiled sneer. What need
TO show difference to down-at-the-