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Ole through the native town and the
bazaars. He might pic6 ND some little
curio TO give to Forttns. So he
oeckoned to an idle driver cambed in.
70 the carriage. and was driven "a as
IL empires hung upon minutes.
hyanne never wearied OF the ba-
zaars OF Cairo. They were to tin no
less enchanting than the circus-ro-
rades OF his youth. In certain wnys>
they were not to be compared With
those In Constantinople and Smyrna:
but, on the other hand. there was
more light. more charm, more color.
Perhaps the magic nearness OF tho
desert had something to do wiz II.
the rainless skies. thu eysr-rec1 .ag
suggestions OF antiq3ty. His
observation, his sense - the pictur-
esque and the humorous. Always close
10 the surface. gave him that singular
impetus which makes man "a prowler.
This gift had made possible his sue
/ cess in old Bagdad. Some years be-
fore he had prowled through the mar
row city streets, had noted the wind
ings. the blind-alleys. and had never
forgotten. Faces and localities were
written indelibly upon his memory.
one rode TO the bazaars, but walk.
ed through them or mounted donkeys.
Ryanne preferred his own legs. So
ana Mahomed. Once, 80 close did be
come that he could have put his two
brown hands round the infidel's throat.
But, patience. Did not the Koran
teach patience among the higher lawsY
Patience. He could not. madIy as bs
had dreamed. throttle the white liar
mere in the baZaars. That would no,
Nring the Holy Yhiordes to his hands
lie must wait he must plan to lure
! tue man out at night. then to hurry
! rim into the desert Out into the des.
eet. where no man might be his mas.
| tor. Oh. the Holy Yhiordes should be
bis again; 1t was written.
The cries, the shouts. the tower ~
bahel reclaimed; the intermingllng OF
TIE races OF the world: the English
nan, the American. the German the
Italian, the Frenchman, the Greek. the
trevantlne, the purple black EthiopIan
the bronze Nubian; the yelled women
the naked children; all the color-tones
known to art. but predominatlne that
marvellous faded tint OF blue the
Calrene blue, In the heavens. in the
waters. in the dyes.
Make way, o my mother" bavIad
donkey,boA 10 tho old crone ned.
e'' "aae e''ai paohsneesA,~ in tn.
eight tones the human voice From
tho beggar, his brother. his uncle.
his grandfather, his children and his
chiidren's children. "Blacksbeash
backsheesh!"
To the right" was shrilIed into
tyanne's ear; and he lodged A
troop OF donkeys passed, laden with
tourists, unhappy, fretfuh. self-con-
scious. A water-carrier brushed
! against him, and he whitfield the fresh
dampness OF the bulglng goat-skIn. A
woman, the long, black head.yeII
streaming out behind in the clutch or
the monkey-like hand of toddlJng
enid. carried a terra-cotta yater-Ia r
upon her bead. The grace with which
she moved, the abruptness OF the col
exchanges, caught Ryanne's rowing
eye and filed It with pleasure
Dust rose and subsidized. eddied and
{ settled; beggars blind and one.eyed
sguatted In it. children tossed f. in
play. and beasts OF burden shuffIed
through il.
The roar In front Of tho shops. the
| pressing and crowding or customers
The high cries OF the merchants. the
gureIc Of tho wate.plpes, the pleasant
! Fumes OF coffee, the hardy loafers
| lOlilng before the khaus or caravan.
| saries; yelled face at 4 lattIce-u,io-
/ dow; the violet shadows in doorway.
/ tho sunshine upon the SOARING
I mosques; n true believer. rocking and
| mumbling over hts tattered Koran.
! gold and silver and Jewels; amber md
| copper and brass; cmbroidaries and
| rugs and carpets; and the pest O. ua,s
the plague OF flies Tho - 7iugS
smells.
Rydnro found himself laDs inr
I the largest emerald In the VOL.
worth twelve thousand pounds. which
Looked more ike a fine he,agonqI Of
onyx than a gem. II W1s orc az tho
curlOsitics OF the bozsars. however
ana tourists were gcnaJ1ily rourd &.
/ in force. To his experienced eve a.
was no more than a fine specimen Of
Z emerald quartz. worth What any fooI
~ a collector was willing TO pay for n
From this bazaar he passed on into
The next. and there ne saw Fortune.
And az Mahomod. Away clora a.
hand. saw the hard lines in RyaDas',
face soften. the cynical smile become
/ tender. he believed ne saw ais vav 20
strike.
CHAPTER X.