Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1912-09-06


And Fortune resumed her chair.
picked up.her Baedeker. and became
absorbed over the map 81
Assuan. SAG
Again wrath mounted to her moth
er's head. She could combat anger.
tears, protestations; but this indifer-
ence, studied and unfilial, left her
weaponless; and she was too wise to
her tongue, much as she
longed to do so. She was beaten. Not
an agreeable sensation to one who
counted only her victories. -
Fortune. later you will, be sorry for
this spirit" she said, when she. felt
the tremor Of wrath no longer in her
throat. a, IA
Fortune turned a page, and jotte1
down some notes with pencil. Sad
a. she was at heart tragic as she
knew the result Of this outbreak 10 :
be, she could hardly repress smile
at the thought Of her mothers dia.
comnture. .4.S
And 20 the chasm widened, ana
went on widening till the end Of tine
Mrs. Chedsoye was glad that the
hallmaid knocked and came In, just
then. II at least saved her the L.
nominy Of a retreat. She dressed
however, with the same deliberate
care that she had always used. Moths
ing ever deranged her sense of pro-
portion relative to her toilet nothing
ever made her forget Its Importance
"Good-by DEAR" she said. a. Shali
be In at dinner" &. II the maid had
any suspicion that there had been, 4
quarrel, she should at least be ,iin>
pressed with the fact that she, Mfs,
Chedsoye, was not to blame for It
Fortune nibbled the end Of her .pen>
ell. 49,, So. 90
The door. closed behind her mother
and the maid. She waited for a. timA,
Then she sprang to the window, an4
stood, there. She saw her mother
driven of. She was dressed In pearl>
grey, with a Reynolds hat of gree
velour and sweeping plumes: as hand
some and distinguished a woman Al
could be found that day In all Cairo,
The watcher threw her Baedeker. her
notebook, and her pencil violently
into corner. 1t had come to her IT
last. this thing that she had bseE
striving for since noon. She did not
care what the risks we're; the stoFe.
was too high in her heart to llsteA
to the voice Of caution. She Voule
do 1t; for she judged It the one thing.
in justice to her own blood, she muss
accomplish. She straightway dressed
for the street; and II she did not dive
the same care as her mother to the
vital function, she produced an effect
that merited comparison.
She loitered before the porter,s ba.
reau till she saw him busily engaged
In answering questions Of some WON
en- tourists. Then, with a slight but
friendly nod, she stepped into the hu>
reau and stopped before the key.raek.
She hung up her key, but took Il
down again, as II. she had changed
her mind. At least, this was the por>
ter's impression as he bowed to her
In the midst Of the verbal lombard,
ment. Fortune went upstairs. Ten
or fifteen minutes elapsed, when she
returned, hung up the key, and walked
briskly toward the sideentrance at
the very moment George, in his fruit,
less search Of her, pushed through
the revolving doors In front. And eli
the time she was wondering how II
was that her knees did not given un>
der. II was terrible. She balanced
between laughter and tears, hystert,
cally. ''.'-o-
She had gone scarcely a hundred
yards when she was accosted by 4
tall Arab whom she indistinctly recol,
lected having seen before; where, she
could not definitely imagine. II waa
the ragged green turban that cleared
away her puzzlement. The Arab was
the supposed beggar over whom PEREZ.
val (how easily she had falleninto the
habit Of calling him that!) had STUN.
bled. He stood so tall and straight
that she knew he wasn't going 70 beg.
30 naturally she stopped. Without 4
word, without even q look that az.
pressed anything, he slipped a note
Into her hand, bowed with Oriental
gravity. and stepped aside for her to
proceed. She read the note hastily
as she continued her way. Horaoee
Why should he wish to meet her that
evening, at the southeast corner o.
the Shan'a Mahomoud.EI- Falaki. a
step from the British Consulatebe
And she mustn't come in a carriags
nor tell any one where she was 70.
ing? Why all such childish MYSTERY
He could see her far more .conyen.
iently In the lounging-room Of the
hotel. She tore the note into scraps
and flung them upon the air. She was
afraid. She was almost certain why
he wished to meet her where neither
her mothers nor her 'uncIe's eve
would be within range. Should she
meet him? Deeper than this, dared
she! Why had she come to Cairo.
when at Mentone she had known
peace, such peace as destiny was gen.
erous enough to dole out to herr Anal
now, out Of this tolerable peace. Al
thousand hands were reaching to rendl
her heart, to wiring IT, She .decidedl