The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-12-12
you get the rug. so long as you do get

you get the rug. so long as you do ge
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mo, efendi." Mahomed smiled.
"A little rough work wouldn't dis
turb you?"
mo. 1t would not"
We'll, then, listen to me. Suppost
you arrange to take my friend Jonel
into the desert for a little trip. b
his dagoman for a while. In fact
kidnap him, abduct him, steal him
You can hold him In ransom for thG
rug and q nice little sum of money
beaides.'
Can they do such things these dayI
in Cairor'
why not2"
Truly, why not? Mahemed sat
thoughtfully studying the outrageous
prints on the cracked walls. Had hs
dared he would have laughed. And
he had thought this dog cunning BE-
yond all his kind! Il agree. But the
arrangements must leave to you
Bring him here at nine o'clock to-
night" he continued, leaning across
the table impressively, and will
give you one hundred pounds Eng.
lish."
Ryanne quickly assumed the expires.
sion needed to meet such splendid
news. II say, Mahomed, that is pretty
square, after what has passed between
u.s."
1T Is nothing" gallantly.
II Ryanne laughed in his sleeve, Ma
homed certainly found ample room in
his for such silent and flgurative each
innations. He knew very we'll that
RyannS had received a goodly sum for
his adventure. No man took his life
in his hand to cancel an obligation
which was not based upon disinterest.
ed friendship; and already the man
had disavowed any such quality. Also,
he had not been a seller Of rugs him
self, or guardian Of the YhiordeS all
these years. without having had some
contact with collectors. Why, II there
was one person dear at this moment
to Mahom"" Ell -Gebel's heart, it was
thiN man sitting opposite, And he
wanted him far more eagerly than the
rug; only, the rug must be reEained,
for It's loss was a passport into para
disc; and he wasn't quite prepared to
be received by the houris.
"Mr. Jones. then, shall be here
promptly at nine," declared Ryanne,
beckoning the barmaid. What will
you have"
Mahomed shook his head. His two
companions. gathering the significance
Of the gesture, likewise declined.
"A smoke, them"
A smiling negative.
Beware Of the Greek bearing gifts"
laughed Ryanne. "All right. You
won't mind If have beer to the sue
cess Of the venture?"
mo effendi."
Ryanne drank the lukewarm bev-
erage, while Mahomed toyed with his
turquoise ring, that sacred badge of an
honorable pilgrimage to Holy Mecca.
"The young lady, effendi; she was
very pretty. Your sister?" casually in
quired Mahomed.
ooh, no. She Is young lady I met
at the hotel the other day."
The liar! thought the Moslem, as he
recalled the light in Ryanne's eyes
and the tenderness of his smiles. Ap>
parently, however, Mahomed lost in
terest directly. "At nine o'clock to-
night. then, this collector will arrive
to become my guest?"
"By hook or crook" was the an.
swer. "Ill have him here. Cash upon
delivery, as they say"
Cash upon delivery" Mahomed re-
peated, the phrase being familiar to
his tongue.
Frankly, want this man out of the
way for a while"
"Ah!"
Yes. want little revenge for the
way he has treated me-"
80 it is revenge?" softly. Traitor
Gus to both sides.
"And when get him here?"
Leave the rest to me-"
Good. I'm off, then. Take him to
Bagdad. 1t will be an experience for
him. But when you get him there,
keep an eye out for the Shah Abbas in
he Pasha's work-room."
The affair had gone so smoothly |
hat Ryanne's usual keenness fell 6e-
ow the mark; faulty was the word.
There had been SO many twists to the
that his abiding distrust OF
every one became, for the time being,
,dgeless. The trick of purloining the
able had keyed him high; the subse-
Iuent meeting Of Fortune had de-
PRESSED him. And besides, he was tao
.nxious to be rid of Jones to consider
he possibilities Of Mahomed's state
# mind.
He got up, paid his score, turned q
est for the amusement of the bar.