The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1917-06-18

Tho man ciucked into his beard and
began to fdget In the saddle. King
Kave him another view Of the bracelet,
and again he found civil answer.
1--WE OF the Rifles have her leave to
be loyal to the salt, for. she loves no
liars. From the first, when she first
won our hearts in the Hills she gave
us of the Rifles leave to be true men
first and her servants afterward! We
may love .her--as we do!-and yet
fight against her. il so Allah wills
md she will yet love u.s."
| where is she?" King asked him
suddenly, and the man began to laugh
again.
Let me by" he shouted truculent-
~ "Who am to sit horse and Cos
sip in the Khyber? Let me by, ! say!"
81 will let you by when you have
told me where she Isl"
Then ! die here, and very likely
thou. tool" the man answered, bring
ing his rife to the port in front of
him so quickly that he almost had
King at disadvantage. AS it was.
King was quick enough to balance
matters by covering him with the
pistol again. The horses sensed ex-
element and began to stir. With a
laugh the jezailchi let the rife fall
across his lap, and at that King put
the pistol out of sight.
Fool Kissed Ismail in his ear:
but King knows the Hills" better in
some ways than the savages who live
In them; they. for instance, never
seem able to Judge whether there will
be q fight presently or not.
why won't you tell me where she
ds?" he asked in his friendliest voice.
one that would wheedle secrets from
the Sphynx.
Her secrets are her own, and may
Allah help her guard them! l will
tear my tongue out first!"
"Enviable woman!" murmured King.
pass, friend!" he ordered, refining
aside. Take my spare horse and
leave that weary one. 80 you will re-
cover the lost time and more into the
bargain"
The man changed horses gladly.
saying nothing. When he had shifted
the saddle and mounted. he began to
ride of with great air. not 80 much
as deigning to scowl at Ismail. But
he had not ridden a dozen PAGES
when he sat round in the saddle and
drew rein.
"Sahib!" he called. "Sahib!"
King waited. He had waited for
this very thing and could afford to
wait a minute longer. 50
Hast thou-is there-does the sa-
hib-I have not tasted"
He made sign with his hand that
men recognize in pretty nearly every
land under the sun.
"so-ho!" laughed King, patting his
hip pocket, from which the cap of a
silver-topped flask had been protrud-
ing ever since he put the pistol out of
sight. so our copper's hot, eh?"
May Allah do more to me il my
throat is not lined with the Ares of
Enlist"
But the Kalamullah!" King object
Cd What saith the Prophet"
"rhe Prophet forbade the faithful
to drink vine" said the jezailchi. HE
said nothing about whisky, that ] ever
hCard!"
Mine is brandy" said King.
May Allah bless the sahib's sons
and grandsons to the seventh genera
ton! May Allah"
Tel me about Yasmini first! Where
is she?"
Nay"
King tapped the flask In his pocket.
Nay! My throat is dry, but it
shall parch! l know not! AS to where
she is, know not!'
Remember, and will give you the
whole Of it,"
re drau, tho flask nj Of his pocket
and rode a little way toward the man.
None can overhear. Tell me now"
Nay, sahib! l am SILENT"
Have you passed her on your way
The man shook his head-shook it
D., until the whites OF his eyes were
streak In the middle OF his dark face;
end when q HiIlman is as vehement
ss that he IN surely lying.
King set the Task to his own lips
and drank few drops.
cofA tho iaYaiIChl.