The Blackfoot optimist. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1907-1918, 1912-03-04

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one-eyed woman of shame! BY thu
gateway Of Kathiapur, that II q lisl
Speak. brother OF 1aclals and father
OF swine. lest my temper overcome
me and make carrion Of you!"
my lord, hear mel" protested the
man in an extremity OF fright. These
be the words Of truth. II otherwise
let my head be forfeit. Early
in the morning you returned from the
lake. heavy with sleep. and 80 soundly
have you slept since that hour that
no effort Of mine could rouse you.
though many came to the door, ma
king inquiry. / am Ram La, . true
man. and NO trafncker in drugs and
potions."
Even sol" said Amber. ironic.
But II. ON taking thought, md
you've lied to me. Go now
and hold yourself fortunate In this,
that am. not man OF hasty judg-
ment."
"Hazoor!" Like . shadow harried
By wind a night, the khansamah
scurrdsd from the. room. But on -
threshold he paused long enougA -
lay s<signlhcant finger upon hid lips
ana nod toward the table.
From the khansamah's quarters
came A occasional clash Of crocksry
and pattsring of naked feet. Outside.
In the compound. tho sepoys we're
cnatteftng yolubly: their words were
indistingulshable. but from their con-
stantly increasing animation Amber
inferred that they were keenly relish
Ing the topic Of discussion. He be-
came sure Of this when, at length,
his curiosity aroused, he went to the
window and peered out between the
wooden Stats Of the blind. The little
company was squatting in circle
round the flre, and a bottle was pass
ing from hand to hand.
He turned back. r"zzled, to find the
khansamah calmly seated at the table
and enjoying one of Amber's choicest
cigarettes.
Thank Cod" he said. with profound
emotion. for civilized smoke!"
"Labertouche!" cried Amber.
The pseudo-khansamah rose. bowed
formally. and shook hands with con-
cordially. IT'S good to see
you whole and sound" he said. Il had
10 wait until Ram Maths work began
TO show results He's out there. yon
know, keeping the bottle moving. ii
don't believe those damned sepoys
will bother us much. now, but we've
got no time at all to spare. Now tell
me what you have to tell. emitting
nothing OF the slightest consequence
Amber dropped into = chair. and the
sat near to him. Il say,
thank God for you. Labertouche! You
1ont know how I've needed you"
n can fancy. rye had = ripping
lime Of It myself Sorry couldn't
with you safely before
Vout left Calcutta. But we've not .
minute to waste Get into your yarn.
please: explanations later. II We car
lfford EN-" 4
Inhaling with deep enjoyment, he
narrowed his dark eyes, listening in.
emily to Amber's concise narrative of |
lis experiences since their parting b.
ore the stall Of Dhola Baksh in the |
dachua bazaar. Not once was he in. |
errupted by word or sign from Laber.
ouche; and even when the tale was
old the latter said nothing. but |
lropped his gaze abstractedly to the
stump OF his cigarette.
And your" demanded the virginianL
Have pity, Labertouche! Can't You
ZEE I'm being eaten alive by curios-
ty?"
Labertouche eyed him blankly for
n instant. Obi" he said. with an
Mort freeing his mind from an in
ense concentration Of thought. II,
What's there to tell3 I've been n
york. That's all. wa
ostled on to one side when the row
tarted in the bazaar. and 80 lost you
here was then nothing to do but
trike back to the hotel and wait for a
lew. You can figure my relief when
GU dropped out Of that ticca-ghari.
gave you the word to go on to Dar-
ceiling. intending to Join you en- route.
tut you know why that jaunt never
anne OF. found out my mistake be-
ore morning. wired you. and left Cal
utta before you. by the same trair
hat conveyed the maharana of Khan
awar. Fortunately enough we had
lam Nath already oD the ground.
'orkins up another case-I'll tell you
oodt It some time. He's one of our
est men-a native, but loyal to the
ore, and wrapped up in his work.
led contrived to get billet as tonga
allah to the Kuttapur bunia who has
he dak-service contract. myself
ad arranged to have the telegram
abu here transferred, and myself an
ointed in his place. So was able to
ttach myself to the tail of the ma
arana without exciting common,
[iss Farrell came by the same train.
ut Sally Singh was In too great q
arry to get homo to pay any atteu,
on to her. and I. knowing you'd be