The Washington times., 1911-12-14

dence Of his blackthorn stick that lay
on the ground at her feet. She picked
Vaguely she began to understand that
the thing wasn't q joke. A man in hid
ing did not leave his cane In the middle
Of the roadway. something untoward
had happened to him,
dent something prepared. something pre-
arranged. The whipping, the noisy boy,
the forocious Moor-they had been used
TO distract her while Burroushs had
But why Burroughs and not herself,
And where had they taken him. and
aSw na ., hsRDss !hst n he sS haS
Al the spot where she found the stick
Q small archwny opened OF the street,
forming the entrance to narrow aney.
about Ave yards deep and on one side
near the end was a little door.
She was not sure whether II was 80
or whether II was ner Imagination thas
it the door Closed softly. She tried the
latch. 1t did not yield; but she had q
consciousness as of some one behind II.
This quickened her fear, and she has.
belief that Burroughs would be stand
ing there waiting for her.
The way. was empty; neither man nor
The lean fingers Of fear closed on her
throat and she knew that she must ge.
back to her friends and give the alarm.
But even as she decided on that II came
SON for their predicament was that they
had been sent out Of their way; she wac
inextricably tangled in the labyrinth OF
| the old towns streets. .,
| she started TO run back in the direction
from which they had come.
| She had gone scarcely dozen YARDS
when the sound Of footsteps brought q
! bers. and the two Moors who were corr
ing toward her, walking openly through
the streets. might help her.
That they were hurrying she hardly
noticed. nor did she know that one OF
them was the young man who had
marked her as she left the goldsmith q
shop with the yellow sard on her nm
She accosted them in English. and
then. realizing the futility Of that. tried
to ask in very bad French the way to
They glanced at each other without
Sfomers"eoset foosee sorrent of Arabic. Elise shook
her head despairfngly.
The man then made q. move to take
her hand. but she drew back. her blue
sisted. Smiling. he made motion or
one Of his. fingers as OF pulling on q
ring.
The sard had been such ehort time
In her possession that at first It did moi
occur to her that no was asking fol
that. She saw him In q rohber desirous
Of the diamond she wore on her righ,
hand, and. tearing 1t off. offered 1t te
him.
He shook his head and indicated the
other hand. When he saw that 1t wal
ringIess his eyes widened to suspicion
/ his manner grew more cunning, and hi,
glance searched her keenly.
The look Of a male Mohammedan al
he observes a beautiful woman Is no
such as to inspire confidence or begc
auietude Elise felt herself cringe as III
appraised ner.
His eyes missed no detail, He tool
| In the chatelaine at her belt. the ALI
Rator-skin bag. the hang Of her gray
| skirt the small crimson four-in-hand
ana her starched collar. He knew th'
turquoise Of her eyes. the curve of he
Ivory throat. the contour Of her body.
with the unpleasant sense OF beinf
exposed to Inspection, she drew ava!
from his looks and turned to go. Blu
the man laid a restraining hand on he
arm and shook his head.
A Continnation Of This story Wi
he Found In Tom0Rr0w's
vaaue NJ The Times.