The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1914-05-30

They would be ready.
Flicker-fcker went the lights; ficker-ficker went the
tongues. And the peaceful oriental stars looked down
serenely.
Umballah remained in the palace, burning with the
fires of murder. Messenger after messenger came to re.
port that the fugitives were still at large. Contrary to
Ahmeds expectations, Umballah did not believe that his
enemies would be f~oolhardy enough to seek refuge in the
house of Ranabai. The four roads Leading out of tle
city were watched, the colcnels burr allow, and even the
ruins of Bruce's camp. They were still in the city; but
where?
& kings peg, and another; and Umballah stormed, his
heart filled with Dutch courage.
Ramabai made his preparations i case the hunters
entered the house. He opened a secret door which led
into a large gallery, dim and dusty but still beautiful
Ancient armor covered the walls-armor of the days
when there existed in Delhi a peacock throne; armor
inlaid with gold and rilver and turquoise and there were
jewel incrusted SWORD and daggers, a blazing helmet
which one Of Pundita's ancestors had worn when the
Great Khan came laundering down from China
Here" said Ramabai 20 the colonel, you will be
safe. They might search for days without learning this
room existed. There will be no need to remain. here
now. Time enough when my servant gives warning"
They filed out OF the gallery solemnly. And Kathlyn
went out into the garden, followed by Bruce.
"Do you know" said Kathlyn, the sight of all that
armor, old and still magnificent, seemed to awaken the
recollection of another age to meT"
He wanted to take her in his arms, tut he waited for
her to continue the thou: at.
81 wonder il in the dim past I was not an Amazon p
- wonder, too" he said.
at is marvellous how, this horrid country has brought
out in me things, emotions, and the like, that never
dreamed existed. Tonight I feel like a pagan. I want to
put on one of those amazing chain armors, take a sword,
and 60 forth"
She stretched out her arms and suddenly he caught
them and drew them down.
"Kathlyn,' we may or may not get out Of this alive.
I have my doubts, for all Ramabai's thousand guns.
There will be desperate men aDout, taking whatever side
promises the most loot End they will be everywhere, like
poisonous flies. God knows I ought not to speak, to say
anything, but my heart il too full this night"
She tried to draw away her hands.
~ love you, KathlynI"
mo, mol" She struggled back from him..
With all my heart and soul. You are al irresistible
as breathing. And I want you Tor my wife, Kilt"
joint Perhaps my poor father is right. i curse
OF some sort seems to be hanging over US. For look
how many times has everything looked bright, only to
turn out like this! The cable saying that Winnie was
on her way, the ~brisands, -Ahmed's long sleep. the mis-
take this afternoon of the mahouts. : wonder IL my
own God has forsaken usT"
"Kit"
"No, mo- I refuse to let you be dragged into this. /
want you to 60, to 40 now while there ia time. I com.
mand it. As You say, we cannot t what may happen
The rebellion may prove q fzzle but, one way or the
other, there will be death. / want you to leave us, for
we are indeed aceursedp
The man ut her side laughed. To her ears 1t was the
same laughter she had heard in the desert. In her heart
she knew that he would not 60. Was she glad?
My life is mine, Kit" he said, releasing her hands
land / give it to You. But ] promise not to speak Of
love again till .Ou are safe and sound on the bSoad Pa
cifc There are Ahmed and Lal Singh and Ramabai and
I win be their lieutenant BY the Lord Harry. besidea
yourself there 10 only one thing I want: my hand round
the throat OF the black devil who has caused all this
He scenes to bear q charmed life. Never have ! had a
good opportunity to get near him. But patience r.
Let MS return to faith. and Winnie she said. g BE.
sides, perhaps / ought mot 10 have come out here at an
And Winnisi The change which had taken place In
the child was the most remarkable Of all to Kathlyn.
Winnie was a woman, quiet brave, unmurmurlng, and
Kathlyn now realized that the child had been Eighty
simply because they had coddlsd her and given way to
her whims In the old days. The old days! Al, could
either Of them ever go back to the placid, humdrum con.
tentrnent Of home afser all this strifsf
Durfng this talk III the garien Umballah had not been