The Huttig news., 1911-05-20

voice?"
 That honor is mine, hazoor. For the rest I am--''
 "Behari Lal Chatterii." interrupted Button impatiently; solicitor of the Inner Temple-disharred anointed thief, liar. iackai. lickspittle. and per jurer-l know you
 My lord said the man insolently, ''omits from his catalogue of my ac- complishments my chiefest honor; lie forgets that with him. I am an ac- cepted Member of the Body
 The Body wears strange membf rs Rutton bitterly. Tt has fallen upon evil days when such as you are charged with a message of the Beii"
 My lord is harsh to one who would be his slave in all things Fortunate indeed am ! to own the protection of the Token" A slow leer widened greasily upon his moon-like face
 "Ah, the Token!F Rutton repeated tensely. beneath his breath '1t is true that you have the Token?"
 Aye; it is even here. my lord" The heavy brown hand returned to the spot it had sought soon after the babu's entrance, within the folds of silk across his bosom. and grored therein for an instant Even here" he iterated with a maddening man. ner of supreme self-complacency. pro- ducing the bronze box and waddling over to drop it into Rstton's hand. My lord is satisfed?" he gurgied ma liciously
 Without answering Button turned the box over in his palm, his slender fingers playing about the bosses of the relief work: there followed a click and one side of it swung open. The Bengali fell back pace with a whisper of awe-real or affected: '.The Token. hazoor!' Amber him. self gasped slightly.
 Unheeded, the box dropped to tfe floor. Between Rutton's thumb ard forehnger there blazed great em- erald set in ring of red old gold. He turned 1t this way and that, in- specting it critically; and the lamp light, catching on the facets. struck from it binding shafts of intensely green radiance. Rutton nodded as if in recognation of the stone and, turning with an effect of carelessness, tossed it to Amber.
 Keep that for me. David. please. he said. And Amber catching it. dropped the ring into his pocket.
 My lord is satisfied with my ere dentials. them" the babu persisted
 Tt is the Token, Button assented wearily. Now, your message Re brief"
 "The utterances of the Voice be in frequent. hazoor, its words few--bat charged with meaning: as you know of old" The Bengali drew himself up. holding up his head and roilir forth his phrases in a voice Of great resonance and depth. "Ths SC be the words of the Voice, hazoor:
 ITO All My Peop.es:
 Even now the Gateway of Swords yawns wide, that he who Is vi bout fear may pass within; to tfe end that the Body be purged of the Scarlet Evil
 " The Elect are bidden to the Or deal with no exception
 The sonorous accents subsided. ard tense wait ensued. none speaking. Rutton stood in stony apathy, his eyes lifted to a dim corner Of the ceiling. his gaze-like his thoughts-pe perhars ranging far beyond the dreary confin"s of the cabin in the dunes. Minute after minute passed. he making TO sign, the babu poised before him in iDscrutable triumph, watching him keeDly with his black and evil eyes of beast. Amber hung breathless upcn the issue, sensing conflict of terrihe forces in Rutton's mind, but compre- bending nothing of their nature. Rnt- ton awoke as from sleep.
 The Voice has spoken. babu.' he said. not urgently. and I have heard.
 And your answer. lord?"
 There is no answer
 'ITazoor!'
 'I have said. Rutton confirmed. evenly, there is no answer"
 You will obey?"
 That is between me and my God. Go back to the Hall of the Bell. Be