Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-01-14
CHAPTER III.-Continued.

The emir stared at him, Open-mOuthed.
You were always the bold one. Capt.
Brown said he. reminiscently. after a
lengthy interval. but this beats all! And
it's to the man you set ashore here.
alone, long years ago, to die in the
desert like a mad dog. that you come de-
handing a hand to get you out OF a bit
of a bog. You've surely forgotten-
I'm not one who forgets." Capt. Dove
interrupted. sourly. And you'll maybe
remember. since you think it's worth
while to bark back to such old stories.
/ might have done-for disobedience of
orders. l gave you a chance for your
life, anyhow And you've made very
good thing out of 1t. You've risen In the
world. Parish. since you were the second
mate Of the old Fer de Lance-and ! was
Capt. John Bunyan Brown. I'm Capt
Dove now, by the way.
And how did you know who it was
would be here tonight" the soi-disant
emir demanded. turning it all over in his
own mind.
1.-The Spaniards at the Rio de Orc told
me, when l called in there the other day.
that they were expecting the Emir III
Parish shortly, from this direction. and.
of course. pricked up my ears at the
name. I asked a few simple questions
about him. and It didn't take a great deal
of brain power to figure out that the Ia
nous emir was just my old second mate
turned land pirate on his own account.
They wanted me to wait on the chance
of a cargo from your caravan. butt had
other fish to fry at the time.
.Then, coming up the coast. / caught
sight of your smoke from the steamer S
bridge-at least. l judged 1T would be
here, you see. and. when you answered
my signal. l was quite sure. So-Pm In a
bit of a bog, as l told you. And it'll pay
you to give me "a hand out of tiff your
price isn't too high.
THE price that you'll have to pay for
my help you can guess now without my
telling you,' returned the emir, in a muf-
fled whisper and nodded meaningly over
his shoulder. And you'll find me a fair
man to deal with. so long as you deal
fairly by me-.
Capt. Dove sgnifed his comprehension
by means OF a non-cOmmittal grunt. He
stopped down and helped himself awk-
wardly to another drink before making
any other answer
"But-you've got a wife already" he
whispered back. a shrewd guess. as he
sat up again, smiling blandly.
II won't have her long. poor thing!
said the other. some tinge OF real regret
In his tone. And I'll miss her. too. when
she's gone. let me tell YOU He sat ST.
lent for a moment, musing. and then.
Twas a notable revenge that l took on
them all.' he muttered. darkly. But
I'll miss her for herself as well-after all
these years.
Its the desert has killed her." be said.
pulling at his mustache. I've had a
doctor-fellow with her for while past
l saved him out of an exploring party We
cut up near Jebado. Twas nearly three
weeks ago he told me she hadn't a month
to live The sands got into her lungs
he says-and I've promised to shovel him
into a sand pit alive the day she dies. to
see how he likes the sand in his own
lungs the useless scum
He sighed stormily, and then seemed to
bethink himself again OF the girl listen
ing behind. In answer to call of HIS in
q caressing voice. there came from the
big tent in the background a woman,
yelled as Sallie was, but clad in silk in
stead of cotton, who bowed submissively
to what he had to say to her, and then