The Mena weekly star., 1913-04-10
<-51yrirht 19ii by Bobbs-Merril Colrpan,
 'hntlnued from last issue)
CHAPTER w.

'ed etymologist described o0n, ence. It feil to another distin sEed intellect to add that con. 8nce makes towards of us all. Ay, ! may be overcome at times, side. eEed for any special desire that de. udsa clear way; but she's after us, enough, with that battered red tern of hers, which, brought down n Hll tongues crisply into our own, de--"Don't do it!" She herself is wholly without cunning. She rare. stands boldly upon the track to flag as He come. She realizes that she Int De permanently ditched. No; it lar safer to run after us and catch
 4 disgression, perhaps, but more tin6ntly an application.
 then no longer at his u1der, George began to have Inns. little chaps, who started bug 5 into his moral ears with all that 1dening, interminable drone which hes one marvel however do school eleIs survive their first terms. 0uB these qualms there was none [ pleaded for the desolate Turk or uInions whose carelessness had Ie Dc theft possible. For all George e9s the Moslem might grind his 'head in the soulless sand and ze fho air palpitate with his plaints 4IIah. No. The disturbance was
 fo the fact that never before had been willingly the purchaser of ea goods. He never tried to gloze fhe subtle distinction between H1ng and suspecting; and if he had 2 fariously suspicious in regard to Hm past bargains, conscience had a1 no sizeable wedge for her de- Ters. The Yhiordes was confessed. |Iolen.
 |e paused, with his hand upon the rmob of his room. If he didn't F fhe rug, 1t would fall into the 1E of a collector less scrupulous. return 1t to the Pasha at Bagdad |I1 be pure folly. and thankless. It
 0ne Of the most beautiful weav-
 n existence. It was as priceless HNay as any Raphael in the Vati-
 And he desired its possession in- |eE. Why not? Insidious phrasei Il not better that the world aIQ see and learn what a wonderful <#the making of a rare rug had F than to allow it to return to the |Id chamber of harem, to inevit- |Fuin? As Ryanne said, what the | was a fanatical Turk or Arab E lnst these spacious arguments in H Of becoming the adventurer's '7pr and accomplice, there was fhe possible stain of blood. The |R Rgreed that he had come away g Bagdad in doubt. George did Exc the thought of blood. Still, 70 collected hundred emeralds, 9ne of which was without it's red W Again, if he carried the rug E with his other purchases, he # pull 1t through the customs only Bng, which was as distasteful to
 5nd as being a receiver of stolen E had already paid a goodly sum Est the purchase; and it was not 1z that a man who was down to aRlng his collars and cuffs would
 back the rug and refund the
 E The Yhiordes was his, hap
 hat might. So conscience snuffed Ter red lantern and retired.
 &He light steps, a rustic, and he
 ed In time to see woman open
 VT, stand for a minute in the full
 and disappear. It was she.
 e opened the door of his own
 threw the rug inside, and tip along the corridor, stopping for
 rletest time to ascertain the
 er Of that room. He felt vastly
 guilty in performing this harm
 hct than in smothering his men, #ere was no one in the head-por- bureau; thus, unobserved and un-
 rrassed, he was free to inspect
 uestlist. Fortune Chedsoye. He 7eEer seen d name quite like that. 4ualhtness did not suggest to him,
 mad done to Ryanne, the pas
 the bucolic. Rather it remind 4im Of the old French courts, of Il IS and buckles, of powdered wigs iuIDelows, masks, astrologers,
 nulgues, of all those colorful, o,e scenes so charmingly de- #eu by the genial narrator of the
 lls of D'Artagnan. And abruptly
 pl this age of Lebrun, Watteau
 le' reached an ice-cold hand. If elderly codger wasn't her father. Was he and what?
 Pe Maior-for George had looked #uP ~so-was in excellent trim for
 se' something of a military dandy
 pes' but as the husband of so Hs and exquisite a creaturel Out | 'he thought He might be her Eu'ah' or, at most, her uncle. but ner husband. Yet co poisonous Po. at the table she had ignored NaJor' both his jests and. his at,
 i1ns' He had seen many wives. l. "y rom a safe distance. act to-
 lneir husbands in this fashion. o' If his name was Callahan nefs Chedsoye, they could not E'oiy De tied in any legal bonds. Hs pissed the ice-cold hand and turned to the comforting warmth of his E,.,m nau never spoken to young wom. | 'euout presentation, and on these | occasions he had preached tho H' ael' suggested the possibilities of t~ea,her' and concluded with an 1 ,pe mopne on the weather at large. IL usually valedictorv For he u.s