The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1911-08-17
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WLOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
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rl0WSUDN10ONS by DEY WNNQITDS

CHAPTER XVllI-Continued

The din subsidized as Farrell gained
the veranda. His feet rang heavily on
the boards, and q second later he
thrust the door violently open and
slammed breathlessly into the room,
booted, spurred. his keen old face
livid, a riding whip dangling from one
wrist, a revolver In the other hand.
He wheeled on the threshold and
lifted his weapon, then, with a gasp OF
amazement, dropped II. by heaven,
sir" he cried, that's odd! Those
damned sepoys tried to prevent my
seeing you and now they've cleared
out. every mothers son of them
Amber stepped TO his side; to his
own bewilderment, the compound was
deserted; there was mo- a sepoy in
sight.
80 much the better" he said, quick
ly, the first to What's wrong,
sir?"
Wrong" Farrell stumbled over to
the table and into a chair, painting.
"E~verything's wrong. What's gone
wrong with you, that we haven't been
able to find you all day."
I've been lying there" Amber told
him, nodding to the charpoy, "drugged.
What's happened? Is Miss Farrell"
Sophia" The Political lifted his
hand to his eyes and let It fall. with
an effect Of confusion. In the name
Of charity tell me you know where she
isl"
You don't
She's gone, Amber-gone. She's
disappeared, vanished, been spirited
away! Don't you understand me?
She's been kidnapped"
In dumb torment, Amber heard q
swift, sharp hiss Of breath as preg-
nant with meaning as a spoken word,
and turned to meet L~abertouche's
eyes, and to see that the same thought
was in both their minds. Sally
Singh had found the way to lure Am
Der TO Kathiapur.
No spoken word was needed; their
understanding was implicit ON the in
slant. Indeed, the secret agent dared
not speak. lest he be overheard by an
eavesdropper and so be the u Of
his own betrayal. With a flutter Of
white garments he slipped noiselessly
from the room, and Amber knew In
stinctively that If they were to meet
farther side OF the Gateway Of Swords.
For himself, his path OF duty lay clear
to the ~Virginian's vision; like Laber-
touches, It was the road TO Kathpia-
pur. He had no more doubt that So
phia had been conveyed thither than
he had of Farrelrs 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 q smack like q
gun-shot. Have you nothing to sayi
Don't you realize what II means when
a white woman disappears In this land
of devils? Good God! you stand there.
doing nothing, saying nothing, like a
man with a heart Of %stone!"
Speak French Amber i~nterposed
quietly. He continued IN that tongue,
his tone so steady and imperative that
1t brought the h%alf-frantic Englishman
to his senses. SPEAK French. You
must know that we're spied upon
every instant; every word we speak
IL overheard, probably. Tell me what
happened-how II happened-and keep
cool"
You're right; ! beg your pardon"
Farrell collected himself. There's lit
tie enough to go 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 ! were 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-
s!onary, you know-to stay In the
house during our absence. When we
returned the Residenoy was deserted
only we found GARRISON bound,
gagged, and nearly dead of suffooation
IN a closet. He could tell US nothing
had been set upon from behind. Not
q servant remained. But, by
the way, your man Doggott came in
by the evening dak-tonga."
Where's Raikes!
Gone to the palace to threaten Sa-
Zig Singh with an army corps"
You know the telegraph wires are
cuty'
Yes, but how"
Never mind how know-the
story's too long. The thing to do 10 to
get troops here without a days de-
lay"
But howr'
Take Raikes. Garrison, 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
I do. No matter which. I'll find her
and bring her back to you safely, or
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