The evening world., 1912-04-20

torture Ryanne? GEORGE felt weak IN
that bitter moment. Az. how migh< not
her presence torture him also? He had
never. for briefest space. thought OF
Ryanne n Fortune at the same time.
She spoie. Alphabetically Il was true. -
II she had known ham ali her hfc. The
wiscst thing he could DO was TO bring
Ryanne 20 a condition where ne could
explain somc parts OF the enigma and
be Of some use. Horacei
In going to have another try q
him." he said.
She nodded. but without any particular
enthusiasm.
oeorEs worked over Ryanns for the
better part OF an hour. and hnaily the
battered man moved. He made an effort
to speak. But this time no sound issued
from his lips. At the end Of the hour
he opened his eyes and smiled. II Wa
moro like the grin George had oncs seen
upon tho face Of q boxer who he'd re-
turned to the contest after having been
foored half q dosen times.
Can you hear met" asked George.
Ryanns gearcd into his face. "Yss."
thickly. "where are we,"
"In the desert"
which 10
Arabian"
Ryanne tried to cit up alone.
Better not try to o They
banged you up AT Q greAt rate. Best
thing o can do 10 to 60 to slssp.
You'll be all right In the morning."
Ryanne sank back. and George
bundled him up snusly. Poor devii!
! He'll pun himself together IN the
morning" he said to Fortune. Il ala
not know that you knew him svsli."
u have known him for eight or nAne
. years. He used to visit my unde 81
our villa in Msntons." She smiled.
You look very odd"
mo odder than I fsei." With an tn
ehectual attempt to bring together the
sight. I was In too much Of . hurry to
get here. Did YOU eat the soup AND
hshf'
Tho soup. yes; but I'm afraid that
Il will be some time before I can md
the dried nsh paiatabas. I hope my
courage will not fan me-" h addsd,
the frst sign Of anxiety she had yet
shown. She was very lonely. very tired
very Sad.
1t 10 quite possible that Mahomed
coming over spoiled . pretty scene; to-
George had some very brave words upoI
the tip OF hts tongue.
Come" said Mahomsd 70 Fortune
You viii sleep in the little tent. No on
viii disturb you"
Good NIGHT. Mr.. Jones. Don't wosry
I am not Afraid."
George was alone. He produced On
Of hh precious cigars and. lighted II
Then he threw ovse his feet M Of th
empty saddie-hags. wrapped his eianke
round him. and sat smoking end THAI
ing TIL the heat Of the firs. rsplsaisas
from time TO time. hrsd him with
comfortable drowstness; and the 01Oaa
sim smoking. safppsd from his nsrvslss
fingers a. he lay back upon TIE has
clay and slept. Romance 10 the srsatel
man must eat and . man must sieeo.
Tue cold dew Of dawn Wa ths toai
> that recalled MIN from the And Of g<
, tesQue dreamA He Nj W and HS60e
his face brtsieiy With his hands. 6rytn
Il upon the sleeve Of his coat. - hast
and a. sstisfyins . toiist ~ ne h
ever made. There was 10 activity
camp; evidently hey wsrs not gosn
70 start early. The cook alone We
busy. The IRE waA eraokiing. "a
kettle was .tsamAns. and . 20 9
against che hot aahse. The NEG =
fortunes tent wa suu ciessd. An
there ~ Ryanns. sltting with hi
knees drawn up under he ohin. h
hands olaspsd about his shins. an
giowerins et no vtabSs ming.
self. chr
Ryanns eyed him w4thont smotteu.
When and how dtd they st youf
osorgs Inquired.
About three hcurs ossors thsy -