The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1911-03-16

leaped or SUNK away from AyueTe
path; now and again the hideous yells
of the hyenas rang and echoed. But
silence was reigning when he came to
a halt beneath a barred window of
the tower.
For a little while he stood there,
with bowed head, as though in deep
reflection; then he glanced up and
gave a low whistle. Years and years
ago, when he and Rolfe had been
friends, Rolfe had known that whistle
we'll.
At first there came no answer. Ay-
mere whistled again, still very soft
ly-then waited. Presently he heard
a rustling, a sound as of a chain
clanking.
And in another moment Aymere
beheld dreadful face-a face dark
as a Moor's, bearded and disfgured.
The man wore a turban, and for an
instant Aymere believed there had
been mistake. This could not be
Rolfe, this wretch, whose fingers,
like talons, clutched the bars, and
whose eyes glanced like the eyes of
a wild beast.
But it was.
"Is that Abu Yussef?" croaked
Rolfe.
"Rolfe!" answered Aymere. II
whistled. I have come here to try
to rescue you. Abu Yussef is at the
camp at the foot of the mountains.
"Aymere! You? Why have you
come? To gloat over poor wretch
who has suffered torments, who has
been doomed to live and die in this
vile prison? Why have you come?
Not out of pity! I know that we'll
enough. 1 remember remember
i struck you once and forbade you
my house. You were making love
to my wife, you fool! And now you
come here to taunt me, to say you
thought I was dead, to tell me that
you have married her!"
"Rolfe!' he said. "You must let
me speak. 1 know what you must
have suffered. 1 shall forget what
you have just said to me. I came
here to help you to get free. Your
wife is at the camp with her brother.
1t is true that we thought you were
dead. 1t is true that I meant to
marry Marjorie. But when the news
came from Tangier that you lived we
set out in search of you"
Rolfe gave snarl of rage.
Eyes, I understand" he croaked,
glaring at Aymere with hate in his
eyes. "You have come here to make
a bargain with me. You knew that
I was a captive in this vile hole, and
that I should be only too glad to get
out on any terms. Is there anything
else?"
Aymere turned without word and
walked away, unheeding Rolfe's
cries still ringing in his ears, until
the distance made them fainter, and
at last they died away.
Abu Yussef was standing at his
post, and Marjorie stole from her
tent and came noiselessly toward
him.
''Is he there?" she whispered, lay
ing her hand on Aymere's sleeve.
els he there?"
"Yes," he answered. II am going
back to set him free. You will re-
main here. Abu Yussef and Reggie
will accompany me-"
Soon the three men were gone,
and the camel drivers had lain down
again to continue their slumbers, for
Marjorie had volunteered to play
the sentinel.\ She stood there in the
silver moonlight tall, slim figure
and watched the rescuers go upon
their way. She glanced around upon
the sleeping camel drivers, hesitated
a moment, then set off swiftly in pur-
suit of the rescuers. She halted now
and then, and hid behind rocks and
boulders, lest they might turn and
see her.
The three men reached their goal
at last. She saw them halt and look
upward, then she heard a peculiar
whistle. Aymere was giving his old
signal.
Then came a rasping noise as
though some one was using file.
She crouched, listening, and then
just below her and coming up the
slope she beheld a White-robed fig