Williams news., 1915-12-16
CHAPTER III-Continueo


 CHAPTER IIl-Continueo
 Well, he wasn't above having his revenge. He made the syndicate come up there They wired asking why he couldn't come on to Rangoon. And very frankly he gave his reasons. They came up on one boat and left on another. They weren't very pleasant, but they bought his oil lands. He came aboard last night with check for twenty thousand pounds and two rupees in his pocket. The two rupees were all he had in this world at the time they wrote him the check. Arabian night; what?"
 T am glad. I like pluck; I like en- durance; I like to see the lone man win against odds. Tell me. is he go- ing back to America?"
 "Ah, there's the weak part in the chain" The purser looked difidently at the deck floor. It would have been easy enough to discuss the Warning ton of yesterday, but the Warrington of this morning was backed by twenty thousand good English sovereigns; he was a different individual He says he doesn't know what his plans will be. Who knows? Perhaps some one ran away with his best girl. I've known lots of them to wind up out here on that account"
 When do we reach Prome?"
 About six" understanding that the Warrington incident was closed. "It isn't worth while going ashore, though Nothing to see at night"
 "I have no inclination to leave the boat until we reach Rangoon."
 She met Warrington at luncheon, and she greeted him amiably. To her mind there was something pitiful in the way he had tried to improve his condition. So long as she lived, no matter whom she might marry, she was convinced that never would the thought of this man fade completely from her memory. Neither the amaz- ing likeness nor the romantic back ground had anything to do with this conviction. It was the mans utter loneliness
 'I have been waiting for Parrot & Co. all the morning." she said.
 "I'll show him to you right after luncheon. It wasn't that had forgot ten"
 Rajah took the center of the stage; and even the colonel forgot his liver long enough to chuckle when the bird | fc oh ha hoop. Elsa was delighted. She knelt and offered him her slim white finger. Rajah eyed it with his head cooked at one side He turned insolently and en- tered his cage. Since he never saw Q finger without flying at it in rage, it was the politest thing he had ever done.
 Isn't he sassy little beggar?" laughed the owner. That's the way; his hand, or claw, rather, against all the world I've had him half a dozen years, and he hates me just as thor oughly now as he did when I picked him up while I was at Jaipur."
 Have you carried him about all this time?" demanded the colonel
 He was one of the two friends I had, one of the two trusted" quietly, with look which rather disconcerted the Anglo-Indian.
 By the actions of him l should say that he was your bitterest enemy
 He is; yet call him friend There's a peculiar thing about friendship 2 said the kneeling man. We make a man our friend; we take him on trust, frankly and Loyalty; we give him the best we have in us: but we never really know. Rajah is frankly my enemy, and that's why love him and trust him. I should have preferred a dog; but one takes what one can. Be sides Warrington paused, thrust the perch between the bars, and got up.
 "Jah, jah, jah! Jah-jah-ja- -a-ah!" the bird shrilled.
 "Oh. what funny little bird!" cried Elsa, laughing. What does he say?''
 I've often wondered. It sound like the bell-gong you hear in the Shwe Dagon pagoda in Rangoon. He picked it up himself"
 The colonel returned to his elderly charges and became absorbed in his aged Times. If the girl wanted to pick up the riff-raff to talk to, that was her affair. Americans were impossible, any how
 How long have you been in the Orient?" Elsa asked
 Ten years," he answered gravely
 That is A long time"
 Sometimes it was like eternity
 T have heard from the purser oi your good luck
 "Oh!' He stopped again and locked