The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1911-06-08

you huOW. no lOOk0Q AulpOT w elo
down with a glance that took In every
detail. I'm sorry" he observed.
you couldn't have managed to look
a trace shabbier. Still, a touch here
and there. you'll DO excellently well
as a sailor on a spree"
LAS bad as that!"
"Oah, my lear fallow!"-it wa now
the babu speaking. while he hoped
around Amber with his head critical.
ly to one side, like an inQuisitive jack
daw. now and again darling forward
TO peck at him with hands that nerv.
ously but deftly arranged details Of
his attire to please a taste fastidious
n exacting In such matters-"Oah.
my dear fallow, surely you appreciate
danger Of v%enturtng into nateeve quar-
tiers in European dressf As regular
out-and-out sahib. l am meaning. OF
course. 1t is p~ermeesible for riff-ren
sailors and Tommies from the fort
and soa on. to indulge In debauchery
among nateeves. but frst-class sahib
-Oah, noahl You would be mobbed
in no-time-atall. where We are going"
AN right: I guess I can play the
part. babu. At least, I've plenty Of At
mosphere," Amber laughed, mention
ing the incident Of the peg he had moi
consumed over Honest Georges bar.
II had noticed that: q happy acct
dent, indeed. think"-Labertouchs
stepped back to look Amber over
again-"I think you will almost do.
One moment"
He seized Amber's hat and, dashing
II violently to the floor, deliberately
stamped 1t out OF shape; when re-
stored 10 its owner It had aged Ave
years in less than half as many min
'utes. Amber laughed. putting 1t on.
Surely you couldn't ask me to look
more disreputable," he said with q
dubious survey Of himsef in the mir
ror.
You'll do" chuckled Labertouche
approvingly. Just ram your hands
into your trousers pockets without
unbuttoning your coat, and shuttle
along as If nocturnal rambles in the
slums Of Calcutta were an everyday
thing to you. II you're spoken to,
don't betray too much familiarity with
the vernacular. You know about tho
limit of the average Tommy's vocabu-
larry; don't go beyond It," He un
bolted and locked the door by which
Amber had entered, putting the key
in his pocket, and turned to a second
door across the room. Wei leave
this way; | chose this place because
it's a regular rabbit warren. with half
n dozen entrances and exits. I'll leave
you in a passage leading to the bazar.
Wait in the doorway until you see me
stroll past; give me thirty yards lead
and follow. Keep in the middle OF
the way, avoid a crowd as the plague,
and don't lose sight of me. I'll stop
In front of Dohla Baksh's shop long
enough to light a cheroot and go on
without looking back. When you
come out I'll be waiting for you. II
we lose one another, get back to your
hotel as quickly as possible. l may
send you word. II l don't, l shall un-
destand you've taken the first morning
train for Darjeeling. think that's
ALL"
AS Amber left the room LabeTtOuchS
extinguished the lamp. shut and
locked the door, and followed, catch
ing Amber by the arm and guiding
him through pitch darkness to tho
head of the stairs. Don't talk" 10
whispered: trust me-" They de-
seconded an interminable flight Of
steps, passed down a long, echoing
corridor. and again descended. From
the foot of the second flight Laber-
touche shunted Amber round through
what seemed a veritable maze OF pas
sages-in which. however, he was owl
IDENTIFY at home. At length: Now
go ahead" was breathed in Amber's
ear and at the same time his arm
was released.
He obeyed blindly, stumbling down
a reeking corridor, and in a minute
more, to his unutterable relief, was
IN the open air of the bazar.
Blinking with the abrupt transition
from absolute night to gartsh light,
he skulked In the shadow of the
doorway. waiting. Beneath his gaze