The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1915-04-15

lish. This man should be arrested
at once"
ma tante," pleaded Julia Redmond.
She felt as though a slender thread
was between her fingers, a thread
which led her to the. door of LADY,
rinth and which rude touch might
cause her to lose forever.
IF you had money would you start
out to find Monsieur de Sabron at
once?" ."aa
1T would cost great deal, Excel
lency."
"You shall have all the money you
need. Do you think you would be able
to find your way?
eyes, Excellency."
The Due de fremont watched the
American girl. She was bartering
with an Arabian for the salvation Of
poor officer. What an enthusiast!
He had no idea she had ever seen
Sabron more than once or twice in
her life. lie came forward.
LET me talk to this man." he said
with authority, and Julia Redmond
did not dispute him.
quise d'Esclignac. The young woman
was, however, much loved in Paris and
quite in the eye of the world. There
was no possible reason why the Mar
quise d'Esclignac should avoid her.
"You have been hearing gossip,
julia"
II have been watching a lovely
woman" said the girl simply, "and a
man. That's all. You wouldn't want
me to marry man who loves another
woman, ma tante, when the woman
loves him and when l love another
man,"
She laughed and kissed her aunt's
cheek.
LET us think Of the soldier" she
mur0ured, "let us think just of him,
ma tante, will you not?"
The Marquise d'Esclignac struck
her colors.
In the hallway Of the villa, in a
snowy gibbeh (and his clean-washed
appearance was much in his favor,
Hammet Abou waited to talk with the
grandmother" and the excellency.
He pressed both his hands to his
forehead and his breast as the ladies
entered the vestibule. There was a
stagnant odor of myrrh and sandal
wood in the air. The marble vesti-
bule was cool and dark, the walls
hung with high-colored stuffs, the
windows drawn to keep out the heat,
The Due de fremont and Madame
de la Maine came out of the salon
together. fremont nodded to the
Arab.
Il hope you are little less" and
he touched his forehead smiling TO
day, my friend"
II am as God made me, Monsieur"
What have you got today?" asked
Julia Redmond anxiously, fixing her
eager eyes upon Hammet.
It seemed terrible to her that this
man should stand there with vital
secret and that they should not all be
at his feet. He glanced boldly around
at them.
There are no soldiers here?"
mo, no, you may speak freely"
The man went forward to fremont
and put a paper in his hands, unfold.
ing It like chart.
"This is what monsieur asked me
fora. plan of the battlefield. This Is
the battlefield, and this is the
desert"
fremont took the chart. On the
page was simply round circle, drawn
In red ink, with few Arabian charac-
tiers and nothing else. .Hammet Abou
In a tone different from the light
and hooking one that he had hitherto
used to the Arab, fremont began to
ask a dozen questions severely, and
In his answers to the young French.
man, Hammet Abou began to make
favorable impression on every one
save the Marquise d'Esclignac, who
did not understand him. There was
a huge bamboo chair on dais un.
der Chinese pagoda, and the Mar
quise d'Esclignac took the chair and
sat unripht az m a throne Mimi WhO