The evening world., 1914-05-01

Nj this time more aDoont'
.4. iy. He was striving moi
to DO too inordinately
cognizant Of those won
dsrful eyes and sweet. entcing lips
Never had the former seemed 20 won
derful or the latter SO sweet ~ now.
They seemed to sing not Of Ell Gen.
nsh, but Ell Genseh. lost, the garden
unattained. He felt q sudden heart
hunger, something sharper and keener'
sven, than that other appetite Q
healthy young pilgrim may develop In
the barren waste places, and looked
away.
mighty lucky!" he murmured In
what were intended to be accents OF
blithe satisfaction.
She was regarding him In troubled
way. Are there any others In Da-
mascus who know what I do nowf"
che asked suddenly.
maybe. One or two" Indinerently.
He was not thinking OF them now.
"And that you have been to Meccar'
"Oh. yes"
She stood very straight and still
a. II thinking. you should have told
me how necessary II was for you to
leave the CITY," she demonstrated
gsntly with him at length.
mot worth bothering about" he
murmured rather weakly.
The dark brows drew nearer to-
gsthsr slightly. You should have told
ms-you should" she repeated. with
Q touch Of her old imperiousness. Il
aid not, Of course. realize all It meant
to you when asked you that-whas
aid at my house." she went on s~thss
huriedly. Fl SEQ now all-ah that n
ala mean"
He tried to think of an answer. Just
the adequate one wasn't forthcoming.
Don't think Of ~" he compromised
by saying.
"You-you even once let me say you
might be a coward" she challenged
him.
Ibid 1? Maybe, under certain cir
cumstances. I might
"It was brave!-and-and chival-
rous" the flashing red lips said. And
the wonderful eyes seemed to repeat
the words.
It quite took his breath away. He
shifted. Also. he flushed painfully.
And yet she spoke as II not to him.
hut 70 herself He might have. at
that moment. been very distant from
her. She was not Dombarding him
with open hattery or crude praise. At
least she was not intending to. In
deed, she seemed scarcely to see him.
Though why?"-- The dark eyes
still looked at him and yet beyond.
Her brow was perplsxed. why
should you. afterward7"- She paused.
shs did look at him now. Disconosrt-
~ depths Of questioning syssl
"Why7" He understood what she
meant. Why should he have fingered
in Damascus afterwnrdf He might
have got out before the uprising. AZ
least he might have made the At
tempt.
Instead. he had fingered. inexpiic-
ably, foo.ishly - according to the
point of view. "whyT Tho bright
turban danced before his eyss-
Anomalous little turban! Framing
not a boys but a girls iips-a girl's
eyes! That lads cloak. too!-at
seemed to mock him: futilely to at
tempt to deceive him-him! He
smiled scofiingly. Again he heard the
song-he stepped toward
her.
"Whyf" The word reiterated like
n thunderous echo from great
Almost had he an
swered her. not discreetly. circum-
specify. but madly. passionately; al
most had he told her-sweeping Der
70 him close e!-when--
Honk! honk! resounded outside.
The horrible squawk froze the words
ON his lips. What sixty or seventy
horse power crow had alighted In his
paradise? His arms fell to his side.
He smiled rather feebly. Then he
side stepped. The archaic wild der
vish vanished; the irresponsible no
mad receded. Tho gentleman-an
artificial production. perhaps. but
usefua on occasions-looked out Of his
"T,ms to go.- b saAd quietly.
stanton WINGED. Why the deuce
Aoesn't Fitzgerald Gst one Of those
ocnriei trumpstsf- 70 muttsrsA
CHAPTER XIX.