The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-03-01

don't. don't! You hurt me! can't
stand it,.
After a while he said: What shall
we do. Kit; what shall we do?"
II will marry him. father" she an
ywered quietly. We can take our re-
venge afterward'
| What"
III 1t will save YOU"
Child let me rot here. What! Would
you trust him. knowing his false heart
as you do? The moment you married
him would be my death warrant. No,
no! IL you weaken now I shall curse
you. my Kit! There has been horror
enough. can die"
We'll. and so can I. father"
Silence. Afar a cockatoo shrilied: a
laugh came family through the window
and later the tinkle of music. Up above
the world was going on the same as
usual. Trains were hurrying to and
fro; the great ships were going down
| the sapphire seas: children were at
play. and the worldwide marts were
busying with the daily affairs OF men.
| Jewels" she murmurcd gazing at
the sky beyond the grilled window. Was
there ever precious stone that lay not
In the shadow Of blood and misery?
Poor, poor. foolish father! As IL jewels
| We're In beauty 1.-THE OF the misery
they begot!
| "Ay. Kit Jewels; sapphires and rubes
and emsralds, diamonds and pearls and
moonstones. And I wanted them for
my pretty cubs. I'mballa knew that I
would return for them and laid his
plans. But were they not mine?"
| Yes. II you intended to rule these
people: no. IL you thought to take them
away. Do you not know that to Winnie
and me hair of your head is more
precious than the Kohnoor? We must
put our heads together and plan some
way to get out"
She dropped her arms from his
shoulders and walked about the cell.
searching every stone. Their only hope
lay in the window. and that appeared
| impossible since she had no means
| Of filing through her fathers chains
| and the bars of the window. She re-
| turned and sat down beside her father
| and rested her aching head on her
| knees. thinking. thinking.
Bruce struggling with the soldiers
,and long since their fat flesh had been
stung into such activity. saw Cmbal-
| la appear in the corridor.
"Durga RAM" he cried with furious
you damnable scoundrel. it would be
wise for you to kill me here and now,
for II ever get free God help you.
Oh. sha'n't kill you; that would be too
merciful. But I'll break your bones
one by one. and never more shall you
stand and walk Do you hear me?
Where is kathryn Hare? She Is mine"
Cmballa showed his teeth in what
ne
flashes of fire before his eyes. and II
was yet difficult to breathe naturally.
Still he could twist this white mans
| heart, play with him.
Take him away. Put him outside
the city gates and let him CO."
Bruce was greatly astonished at this
sign Of clemency.
But" added Cmhala, crossing his
lips with his tongue. place him against
wall and shoot him IL he is caught
within the city. He is mad. and there.
fore I am lenient. There is no white
woman in the palace or in the royal
zenana. on with him"
"You lie, Durga Ram, You found
her in the slave mart to-day
U'mballa shrugged and waved his
hand. He could have had Bruce shot
at bul IL pltdseu MIN 10 udngle
death before the eyes OF his rival @
was no fool; he saw the trend OF az
fairs. This young white man loved
Karhlyn Hare. All the better, in view
OF what was to come.
Bruce was conducted to the gate and
rudely pushed outside. He turned
savagely. but dozen black officers
convinced him that this time he would
meet death. All. where was Ali and
Ahmed and the man Lal Singh. who
was to notify the English? He found
Ali at camp, the chief mahout having
been conducted there in an improvised
litter. He recounted his experiences
II was helpless. sahib."
mo more than ! am, Ali But be OF
good cheer; Umballa and ! shall meet
soon, man to man."
Allah Is Allah; there is no God but
God"
And sometimes" said Bruce mood
ily, "he watches over the innocent"
ahmed IL at Hare Sahib's camp"
Thanks. Ali: that's the best news !
have heard yet. Ahmed will find a
way. Take care Of yourself. I'm on"
When Umballa appeared before the
council their establishment knew no
Sounds. The clay tinted skin, the shak-
ing hands. the disheveled garments
what had happened to this schemer
whom Ill luck had made their master?
He explained. IL went too near our
| prisoner. A fash OF strength was
enough. They shall he fiogged."
But the woman.'
"Woman? She IL a tiger cat. and tiger
| cats must sometimes be fiogged. 1t Is
my will. Now I have news for YOU
There IL another sister younger and
| weaker. Our queen" and he salaamed
! ironically. "our queen did not know
that her father lived, and there I made
my first mistake"
But she will now submit to save
HIM"
"Ah. would indeed that were the
case. The tiger cats are always tiger
cats. and nothing will bend this maid;
she must he broken. broken. 1t Is my
WILL" with a flash of fire in his eyes.
The council salaamed. Umballa's
will must OF necessity be theirs. hate
him darkly AS they might.
The bungalow of Col. Hare was