The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-01-09
CHAPTER xIiI.-(contlnued.)

A good fire was started, and the fu-
nereal aspect Of the oasis became
quick and cheerful. A little distance
from the blaze, George saw Fortune
bending over the inanimate Ryanne
She was bathing his face with wet
handkerchief. After time Ryanne
turned over and flung his arms Imply
across his face. 1t was the first sign
Of life he had exhibited since the
start. Fortune gently pulled aside
his arms and continued her tender
mercies.
Can help" asked George.
You might rub his wrists" she
answered.
It seemed odd to him that they
should begin in such matter-of-fact
way. 1t would be only when they
had fully adjusted themselves to the
situation that questions would put
forth for answers. He knelt down at
the other side of Ryanne and mas
saged his wrists and arms. Once he
paused, catching his breath.
What is it?" she asked.
"A rib seems to bother me. It'll be
nil right tomorrow" He went on
with his manipulations.
SIS he badly hurt?"
Il can't say
His knowledge of anatomy was not
wide; still, Ryanne's arms and legs
worked satisfactorily. The trouble
was either in his head or back of his
Sibs. He put his arm under Ryanne's
shoulder and raised him. Ryanne
rnumbled some words. George bent
Gown to catch them. "EIlt em up in
this half, boys; we've got them going.
Nell Get off my head, you farmer!
: Two cards, please" His
s.ce puckered into what was intended
FOR a smile. George laid him back
Gently. Football and poker; what
had this man rot known or seen in
life? Some one came between the
two men and the fire. casting a long
shadow athwart them. George looked
up and saw Mahomed standing close
by. His arms We're folded and his
iace grimly inscrutable.
Have you any Blankets" asked
George Coolly.
Mahomed gave an order. A blanket
end two saddle-bags were thrown
down beside the unconscious man
George made pillow Of the bags anc
said the blanket over Ryanne.
why do you waste your time ovel
nim?" asked Mahomed curiously.
81 would not let dog die this way
ne retorted
HE would have let you die" replied
Mahomed, turning upon his heel.
George stared thoughtfully at hi
whilom accomplice. What did thu
old villain insinuate?
Can ! do anything to make yo,
more comfortable?" speaking to Fol
tune.
I'm all right. l was chilled littl
while ago, but the fire has done ava
with that. Thank you"
You must eat when they bring yo
food"
I'll try to-" smiling bravely.
To take her in his arms, then an
shere, to appease their hunger an
his hearts!
Selfconsciously, her hand stole I
her hair. A color came into he
cheeks. How frightful she must look
Neither hair-pin nor comb was lef
She threw the strands across he
shoulder and plucked the snarls an
fangles apart, then braided the who'll
He watched her, fascinated. He ha
never seen woman do this befor
It was almost q sacrilege for him
De so near her at such momen
Afterward she drew her blanket ovC
her shoulders.
You've got lots of pluck"
Have II"
"Yes. You haven't asked questic
ret"
Would it help any?"
"No, don't suppose 1t would. ~
An idea that we're all on the way
che home Of Haroun-al.Rashid."
''Bagdad," musingly.
"It's the rug. But do not unde
stand you in the picture"
mo more do ,. :"
With consideration that spol
well OF his understanding. he did n
apeak to her again till food VI
passed. Later, when the full! terri
of the affair took hold of her, 81
would be dreadfully lonely and wou
weed To zee him near, to hear b