The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1914-10-03
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By w. Douglas Newton

roof began 10 jerk rhythmicslly.
Nsids looked at him and shs
moaneo a little She called again q
him In that wonderful voice OF herA
softly, softly,
-jan---my lord. my iife this e
DEATH
The Enrdshman remained stoisd
concentrated passive His haut
worked In starcato jerks: the beam
Of light danced ana jerked with n
"Retire--Bhaswana he dashed
'Retire-BhagwanS.
Nadia slid scros- the cushions to
the mans side she leaned her ricb
young body against his. she wound
her arms about him-her soft. round.
plant arms. The warmth and ser
OF them struck through his silksp
garments: the perfume OF her body
and her vesture was all shout him
and stealing on hif senses
-Jan." she whispered MY lord.
Jan. my life. Am not beautiful,
Am not worth al: thlnfsf Oil nv
ioro. my lord,"
Her breass was against his breas.
Her face was very near his face He
could see the deer and sieepr er
chantment Of her eyes Her lips were
red and soft. so soft. The backward
inclination OF her head showed him
her throat. curvinE deiiciousir &c
sink al;urinsiy into her breast
Jan" she whispered. "Jan, arr
beautiful. beautiful an YOURS 7
am worth all things-
Her sex ana her mystery all bu,
intoxicsted him. but he fought II. He
wrenched he gaze away lie
looked steadily down AZ the hEnt IN
the valley HIS hand moved and
moved
Retire he
nickerea "Enemy-ambushed''-----
Naida's left hand pulled his facs
down 20 the satin softness OF her
shoulders, where the warm curve ~
the throat sinks into Il Her arms
frightened
"jan my lord she whispered
you are bringing death Is no; m~
love better than DEATH Am not
better than death--richer. loveiie-''
She chung &C him tightly.
The man fought her. fought 81
that she meant He pushed her back,
his left hand against her breast.
With his right the message fiickered
inexorably. n he stopped that mes.
sage. hung for the bafest moment,
MAZDA and all Naida.s Soveiiness ard
love would win--'he British force
would lose. With gritted teeth he
fought down the rising tumuit OF his
woman-bewitched senses His mes.
sage went on.
Gorge by - Dehi-MazanF--a
trap" his ray spelt out. "A trap
NaIda's arms were tight abcct
him. He could not fend her OF. Re
did not try. He let her cling &c hin
II did not matter; he could work his
right hand. He could look over her
shoulder az ne valley.
Naida's face came between hfn
and the valley. she strove to inter.
pose the allure that was in her eyes
and his observation-disclosures. He shut
his eyes. His message went on me-
chanically.
Gorge by Deh-i-Mazang - q
trap. Afghans''--
Jan" she whispered. NY lord.
Jan. for all my love stop. For me.
Cor all OF me. stop. stop
The Bngilshman did not open his
eyes. The mechanical hickerine o.
the right hand went on; "Afghans-
ambushed - IN - gorge - Afshahs
ambushed-in''--
Naida's strong. 1.-THE arms pressed
him tighter TO her. She strained him
against her yielding bosom. She
pressed ard pressed him in her EN-.
brace
the COR speit tne message
and then Il stopped
The signal sergean, IN the Laneers
swore and demanded "Repeat-re.
peat Nothing more came from the
house on the hill
J'pon the reof the man stayed NJ
many moments locked In the
woman's arms Presently the womar
got 70 her feet. and the man slid
gently 70 the cushion a. though tired
on, The woman looked down al
him. Tier face was bitter ana sad
a burst OF firing came up from ths
valley. Il seemed 20 recall IN.
woman 20 her senses. she passsc
her hand over her eyes ike one de
pellinE bad dream she looked
down into the valley she saw thai
The hghting IN the valley had
shiftrd away 70 the village OF Rhag
vans. n meant nothing 70 her. and
she watched 20 dispiritediy. Present
y a. she watched burst Of cheer
ing arose from the hills over Kabni
She saw that many 81 the GoraIo-
soldiers. those Who wore petticoat.
we're bursting into a foam over N,
hill toward the eorEe Of the villaE.
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