Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-08-03
cHApTER VI.

ctApTER VI.
Moonlight and Poetry.
"A bail followed dinner that night,
Wednesday. The ample lounging.
room filled up rapidly after coffee;
officers IN smart uniforms and spurs.
whose principal function in times Of
peace 10 to get IN sverybody's way,
rowsl exposed anklss. and demolish
lace ru6lss, Egyptians and Turks and
sleek Armsnians in somber western
frock and scarlet eastern fer or tar
boosh, women Of al colors (meaning.
~ course, - applied and shapes and
tastes, the lean and the fat, the tall
and short, such @ Billy Taylor 10 said
to have kisssd II al the ports, and
tailcoats az % many styles - 10.
seph's had patches. George could dis.
tinguish his oonpatrtots BY the At Of
the trousers round the 1nstsp; the
Englishman had his fitted at the
waist and trusted In Providence for
the hang Of the rest. This trihing de-
tectivs work rather pleased George.
The women, however. were all Ewes
to his eye; liberal szpanses Of beauti
full white skin, the bare effect being
modified By string Of pearls or dia-
monds or emeralds, and hair which
might or might not have been wholly
their own. He waited restlessly for
the reappsarsncs Of Mrs. Chedsoye
and her daughter. All was right with
the world. except that he was to sail
altogether too soon. HIS loan had
been returned. and he knew that his
former suspicious had been most I'M
worthy. Mrs. Cheasoyo had never
received his note.
Some one was sitting down beside
him. It was Ryanne. In evening
clothes. immaculate. blase. pink
checked. There are some men 30 hap
PLY framed that they can don ready
made suits without calling your atten-
ton to tho fact. George saw at once
fortunate individuals.
Makes . rather good picture to
look at; ehf" began Ryanne. rolling
Z fake-tobaooo cigarette. "Dance?"
'No. Wish ! could. You've done
quick work. with admiring inspection.
s'Not a flaW anywhere. How do YOU
do it?''
.rhanks. Thanks to you, I might
say. did some tail nustling, though.
Strange. how We love these funeral
toExerieS We follow the dance and
We foll6v the ;dsaA, with never ! 4
variation IN color. The man who In
vented tho modern evening clothes
must have done good business during
the day as chief-mourner."
why don't you send for your lus.
gage?"
Ryanne caressed his chin. my
luggage is. I believe. in the hands Of
the enemy. It is Of no great import
ance. Inever carry anything Of value,
save my skin. I'm not like the villain
in the melodrama: no discriminating
documents. no lost Wills. no directions
for digging up pirates gold"
II suppose you'll soon be OF for
American" George asked indinerently.
Il suppose 50. BY the way, saw
you at the game today
NO! Where were you?"
top row. I an going 20 ask Q
favor Of you. It may sound rather odd
70 your ears, but ! know those two
ladies rather well. kept out Of the
way till I could find some clothes.
The favor ask is that you will not
tell them anything regarding the cir.
cumstances Of our meeting. I am
known to them az a globe-trotter and
. collector"
That's too bad" said George con.
tritely. "But have already told
them"
"The devil you havs!" Ryanne drop.
per his cigarette into the ash-tray. III
I remember rightly. you asked me to
say nothing"
Il know" said George, visibly EN-.
barrassed. II forgot"
Well, the fat is In the fire. I dare
say that can get round it. It was
risky. Women like to talk. l expect
every hour to hear Of some one ar.
riying from Bagdad."
There's no boat from that direction
till next week." informed George. who
was q stickler on timetables.
There are other ways of gettins
into Egypt Know anything about
cing-camels?"
'You don't believe :"
my friend, believe in all things
that haven't been proved impossible
You've been knocking about here long
enough to know something of the
tenacity Of the Arab and the East In
dian. Given just cause, an idols
eye or . holy carpet. and they'll fol-
low you round the world ton times, II
need be. I never worry needlessly.
but lay ont before me ali the points
Of the game. There IL one man in Bag.
dad who will never cease to think Of
ne. This fellow IL an Arab, Mahomed.
ElGebel by name, the real article,
proud and savage. into whose keeping
the Holy Yhiordes was given; Ma
homsd-ElGebel. the Pasha's right.
hand. . sheik in his own right"
But you haven't got the rug now.
NO. Mr.. Jones, I haven't; but on
the other hand, you have. So. here
We are together. When he gets
through with me. your turn"
George laughed. Ryanno grew
thoughtful over this sign. Percival
Atgernoa did not seem exactly wor-
ried.
AREN'T you ! little afraid7'.