The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-05-11

Wa aS,aesevuay ssol ana frssA In The
moon evtads; thsre Wa Q s1sli q
coming rain. and the wind brought
whiffs Of pAwpaw oioaeom from
somewhere IN the forest, heavy and
trsao,y-swsst tn: NOSE Of The
dance w. dying down; is was q.
Under the mA~sa, In the space
aMons the plleA that dogllks whim.
psr went on. But the Marquis and
were too excited 70 notice Il After.
ward l remembered how We had
"Its bigger than the KoAinoor. but
not near 90 big - the CullinAn."
said. when We were out Of sarshot.
Nevertheless that diamond y
kings fortune" afnrmsd the Mar.
quis. lilo was quite pale. and almost
trembling. And tins sorcsrer u
using II to make charmsl"
where shall there be any aim
Guilty? II 10 only TO buy"
rs TT You don't know these sor-
cerera Probably he thinks his whole
power depends on It."
FLINT, my Flint. II would be hard
to say what II depends on. He has
power, We know. He has power Of
life and death. What . mani"
All this time We had been making
away from the mArsA, but the cry
under the house never ceased to fol-
low US. could not stand II At last
There are many things In . Now
better not inquire into unless you are
prepared TO put up . night But some
how felt I wanted to look into this.
and I told the Mara is 90,
rs II not q dogf" he asked. sur
prised.
Il don't think Il L." I said. Amy.
how. give me your box Of matches
and we'll 20 back and see. II gets
me. somehow"
II was not . dog. II was the girl
who had been 40 fascinated with the
MarQuls's dancing a few hours earlier.
She was crouching on the ground like
moaning In a cold. frightened sort OF
way al II she did not expect that any
one would hear or heed.
Hold! tho little beautiful" cried
the Marquis.
She did not even notice him. She
went on softly wailing like . thing
that was doomed TO die and know and
feared IT. In one slight brown hand
she held something that waa hall
wrapped round her waist, half torn
loose. II was a red and yellow waist
belt with . piece cut out. The gar
was Just about tho sise OF the piece
In tho sorcerer's>baR.
She would not listen when w
spoke TO her: she only drew ava,
leave her, for the present at III
events. We crspt along under IN,
piles. walking half doubled up. til
We wero out in the moonlight olle,
moro The street was still quiet
but the ugly littis man with the bat.
like ears. who had been so angry II
the evening. was coming up towArt
the house, He seemed to hear tn
crying; he turned half round a. h,
paused and shook his spear at tn
marea. glaring At tho little. crouchinl
shadow below.
Then no looked at W and DELHI
erateiy spat toward the Marquis
turned. went on and entered anothe
house.
THAT throws some light" I said
Mark. reckon that the girl hai
been too much struok with that beau
tiful performance OF yours. and tina
the ugly little man In her lover AM
doesn't like II. I rather think h
has complained TO his brother. Mo
and got him to puri-puri her. an'
she's half mad with fright"
What Ia puri-puriT asked tn
Marquis. looking grave.
They've another word here. Al
over Papua. mostly. II means tn
same sorcery. Hos got a bit OF he
waist belt to make q spell OF. and sh
thinks she's going to die In consc
quence. or course. she won't. b'i
she's badly scared"
About tho small chill hour tina
comes near dawn we were reused on
by a wild crying from one Of tn
houses near at hand--a house int
which we had seen the little maideI
creep, still sobbing. before we turnc
in ourselves. for. needless to say. tn
Marquis and ! had been keeping a
much Of a lookout over her as W
could. But this was not the girl
crying: It was Mortified yells from
tho other inmates OF tho house yell
OF such disrnay that we wasted n
time in catching up our arms an,
running In.
The house was nothing but a brow
thatch roof set on q saSo palm.
was dimly lighted by q fre In tn
short interval before could get m
hurricane lantern an6ht ! saw
dozen or two brown naked forms
moving about distractedly. and howl
Ing. Something was visible on tn
moor among their feet.
l got the lantern alight and he'll
II up. There lay tho pretty little gin
dead and stiff. She had not a woun
or a mark on her, but she seemed .
have been cold for hours. Probabi
the growing chill Of her small bod
was what had attracted tho atten
ton OF her companions.
Flint. my friend. she In dead. IN
little beautiful. and have been he
murderer. by gum" said the Mar
quis. in a low. shocked whisper.
You haven't anything OF the KIND
Mark. don't be morbid
Poor little GIRL" I said. looking a
her again. as the women, howlin
loudly. picked her up and carried he
away
Life and death--life and death,
SAID the Marquis. Flint, wo ar
in deep wntcr"
IL IT'S only water we're lucky"
said. leading the way out Of m
house again. "Sentries after thi
Mark. ] take no chances"
The Marquis was looking NJ m
marea. where the sorcerer. no doub
was coolly sleeping.
"Blood-blood, no said. "Alway