Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1914-09-18
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endenvor to escape,
Through another door entered the
! white bearded Turk Of the shop, and
when Cynthia saw him she shrank
away In terror. How she longed for
the protection of the young man she
had flouted If she had only taken his
advice!
But the old man had snatched away
her golden purse and was greedily
counting over the money contained in
1t. II was goodly sum, for Joseph
Fulham was a rich man.
The three women crowded around
and We're made glad with coin apiece.
Then they gathered around Cynthia
and plucked Off her rings and the little
brooch she wore. They quarreled over
the division of the spells.
Presently they fell to talking shrilly
with the old man. Cynthia rightly
guessed that they were discussing
what to do with her. She did not UNI
derstand that the women wanted her
murdered and tossed into the Bos-
porus. 1t was the easiest way, they
uIEutu. Dut iut WuS
and he was afraid of the foreigners.
There had been many witnesses to his
dastardly deed, and he trembled for
his own safety His plan was to hide
the money and the jewels and when
1t was night to take the girl, blind
folded, out into the streets and let her
go, She would never find her way
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shop would be empty, for there was
money enough to take him to America.
While they argued the shop remained
unattended.
The tall young American, who was
Hugh Markham OF New York, came
down the street. his blue eyes alert for
glimpse OF the foolhardy girl who
had spurned his protection and advice.
He passed the empty shop of the rug
merchant with careless glance, but
something in the curious glances that
pierced him on every side made him
suspicious.
Hugh Markham paused before the
counter of another perfume shop, and
he had chosen well, for the yellow old
man was strong competitor and
deadly rival of the Turk, who had cap
tured Cynthia Fulham.
"What became of the young Ameri-
can ladyT asked Hugh sternly. "She
came to buy perfumes, and she has dis
appeared" He hazarded this guess.
The man threw out his hands, palms
upward, In a negative gesture.
"She is hidden in your shop" accused
Hugh, seeking for clew. II will no.
tlfy the police and have your place
searched"
A red light came into the shifty
black eyes. Here was n chance to
prove his own innocence and at the
same time get even with his enemy,
Bill Shoosh, the rug merchant.
But It would never do to let his
neighbors see that he had betrayed
Bill Shoosh. SO, with hardly notice
| able movement OF his thumb, he point
ed across the street to the empty shop,
| Just as woman's scream rang out
and was instantly stilled.
| Hugh Markham whirled about and
dashed across the narrow street Blj
Sh0oshs rival smiled into his black
beard and returned to his pipe. The
street was empty once more-Only the
peeklng eyes from gloomy back
grounds.
Bill ShOosh had been a fool 10 touch
the girl In broad daylight, when the
streets were full of tourists, but the
old man was greedy and had oyerstcp-
ped the bounds OF prudence. These
Americans would make trouble So
they wngged their heads and gossip.
cd while they watched the door Of
BlJl Shoosh's shop.