The Green Forest tribune., 1915-06-18

into a corner of the tent and drew revolver from his pocket.
 This time, he exclaimed, I've are going to make an end of The Hands! Out you go now, girls. You can leave me to finish things up One by one they stole along the path. Quest came out and watched them dis appear. Then he gripped his revolver firmly in his hand and turned towards Craig's tent. Then, from the thick growth by the side of the clearing, he saw a dark shape steal out and vanish in the direction of Craig's tent. He came to a standstill, puzzled There had been rumors of lions all day, but the professor had been incredulous. Then the still, heavy air was suddenly rent by a wild scream of horror. Across the narrow opening the creature had reappeared, carrying something in it's mouth, something which gave vent all the time to the most awful yells Quest fired his revolver on chance and broke into a run. Already the Mon gars. disturbed in their evening amuse- ment, were breaking into the under growth in chase. Quest came to standstill. It was from Craig's tent that the beast had issuedi When he reached the meeting place, he found the professor standing at the corner with the rest.
 From the commotion," he an nounee T believe that, after all, ! lion has visited the camp. The cries which we have heard were distinctly the cries of a native.' 1 Quest shock his head.
 "A lions been here all right" he said, and he has finished our little job for us. That was Craig. I saw him come out of Craig's tent"
 The professor was dubious.
 You see that tree that looks like a dwarfed aloe?"
 What about it?"
 Craig was lying there ten minutes ago. He sprang up when he heard the yells from the encampment, but I believe he is there now"
 Got the horses all right?" Quest inquired.
 Everything is waiting" the profes | sor replied.
 "I'll have one more try, then 1 Quest declared.
 He made his way slowly through the undergrowth to the spot which the professor had indicated. Close to the trunk of 9 tree Craig was standing 1 bot hGfnro hi m She was speaking in broken English.
 Dear master, you shall listen to your slave These people are your enemies. It would be all over in few minutes. You have but to say the word. My father is eager for it. No one would ever know
 Craig patted her head. His tone was filled with the deepest despon- dency.
 ''It is impossible, Feerda," he said. You do not understand. I cannot tell you everything. Sometimes I almost think that the best thing I could do would be to return with them to the countries you know nothing of"
 That's what you are going to do, anyway" Quest declared, suddenly making his reappearance. Hands upi"
 He covered Craig with his revolver, but his arm was scarcely extended be- fore Feerda sprang at him like little wildcat Hesgripped her with his left arm and held her away with diff culty.
 Craig" he continued, you're com | ing with us You know the way to I Port Said and we want you-you know Quickly"
 | Craig obeyed.
 "Tie it to the tree" Quest ordered. Leave room enough"
 Craig did as he was told. Then he turned and held the loose ends up. Quest lowered his revolver for a mo- ment as he pushed Feerda towards it.. Craig, with a wonderful spring, reach | ed his side and kicked the revolver away. Before Quest could even stoop to recover it he saw the glitter of the others knife pressed against his chest.
 Listen" Craig declared. i've made up my mind. I won't go back to Amer ica. I've had enough of being hunted all over the world. This time think l I'll rid myself of one of you, at any rate'
 Will you?"
 The interruption was so unexpected that Craig lost his nerve. Through an opening in the trees, only few feet away, Lenora had suddenly appeared. She, too, held a revolver, her hand | was as steady as a rock.