New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1917-11-30

nothing like following up, in football.
war or cOurtship.
81 see you're II Judge Of a cigar"
said King, and Saunders purred. all
men being fools to some extent, and
the only trouble being to demonstrate
the fact.
They had started for the station en-
trance when a nasal voice began in
toning, "Cap-teen King sahib-Cap-
teen King sahib !" and n telegraph mes
senger passed them with his book I'M
der his arm. King whistled him. A
moment later he was tearing open an
official urgent telegram and writing u
string of figures in pencil across the
top. Then he de-coded swiftly:
Advices are Yasmini was in Delhi as re-
Gently as six this evening. Fail to under
stand YOU inability to get in touch. Have
you tried at her house? Matters In Khy-
Der district much less satisfactory. Word
from &C Khyber rifles to effect that
lashkar Is collecting. Better sweep up
in Delhi and proceed northward as quick
ly as compatible with caution. l.. M. l..
GOOD news?" asked Saunders. blow
ing smoke through his nose.
excellent. Where's my man? Here
~-you-ISmail !"
The giant came and lowered above
him.
"Y0u swore she went North!
fla, sahib. To Pcshawur she went!
81 have a telegram here that says
she is in Delhi"
He patted his coat, where the inner
pocket bulged.
"Nay, her the tar lies. for ! saw her
20 with these two eyes of mine !"
at is not wise to lie to me, my
friend" King assured him, so pleasant
~ that none could doubt he was telling
truth.
IF l lie may l eat dirt !" Ismail an
swered him.
Inches lent the Afridi dignity, but
ing horse for untruth. King nodded,
and it was not possible to judge by his
expression whether he believed or not.
Lets make n move" he said, turn
ing to Saunders. "She seems at any
rate to wish it believed she has gone
North. III take the early morning
train. Where are the ~prisOners?"
"In the old Mir Khan palace. Shall
we take this gharryT
With Ismail up beside the driver
nursing Kings bag and looking like a
great grim vulture about to eat the
horse, they drove back through swarm
ing streets in the direction of the river.
King seemed to have lost all interest In
crowds. He sat staring ahead in
silence, although Saunders made more
than one effort to engage him in con-
%verSation.
"No." he said at last suddenly-sO
that saunders jumped.
"No what?'
"No need to stay here. I've got what
| came for"
"What was that?' asked Saunders,
but King was silent again. Conscious
of the unaccustomed weight on his left
sleeve drew and he could see the edge
of the great gold bracelet Itewa Gunga
had given him in Yasmini's name.
Know anything of Rewa Gunga?"
he asked suddenly again.
"Not much. I've seen him. I've
spoken with him, and I've had to stand
impudence from him-twice. I've been
tipped off more than once to let him
alone because he's her man. He does
ticklish errands for her, or so they
say. Hes what you might call known
to the police all right"
They began to approach an age-Old
palace near the river, and Saunders
whispered a password when an armed
guard halted them. They were halted
again at n gloomy gateway where an
officer came out to look them over; by
his leave they left the gharry and fol-
lowed him under the arch until their
heels rang on stone paving in a big ILL.,
lighted courtyard surrounded by high
walls.
There, after n little talk, they left
Ismail squatting beside Kings bag, and
| Saunders led the way through a mod
ern iron door, into what had once been
a royal princes stables.
In gloom that was only thrown into
contrast by a widespread row of cleo
trio lights, a long line Of barred and
locked converted horse stalls ran down
one side of a lean-tO building. All that
King could see Of the men within was
the whites of their eyes. And they did
not look friendly.
He had to pass between them and
the light, and they could see more Of
him than he could Of them. At the
first cell he raised his left hand and
made the gold bracelet on his wrist
| clink against the steel bars.
A moment later he cursed himself,
and felt the bracelet with his finger
nail. He had made a deep nick in the
soft gold. A second later yet he
smiled.
MAY God be with thee" doomed
a prisoners voice in Pashtu.
didn't know that fellow was hand
cuffed." said Saunders. did you hear
the ring? They should have been
taken off. Leaving his irons on has
made him polite, though"
"Where did you arrest them?" King
| asked when Saunders came to a stand
under a light.
"All in one place. At Ais"
"Who and what is ALP"
"Thief-crimp-procure Prussian
spy and any other evil thing that takes
his fancy! Runs a combination gamb-
ling hell and boarding house. Let's