Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-05-24

Tho Indian caught his breath and
Jarted . look at the general. The lat
ter, eying him keenly, stepped to bis
desk and pressed button.
Every good. Remain here, Jaimihr,"
he said. Then to Jane: II will have
him searched ~ you wish. Then both
Of you 20 to the cells until sift this
thing to the bottom"
General! You wouldn't dare" She
stood aghast
"wouldn't 1. thought Wen see
whether
A sharp click sent his head Jerking
around to the right. Jaimihr Khan, at
the door to the generals room. was
Just slipping the key into his grdle
after having turned the lock. His thin
face was crinkIed like old 'sheepskin.
what the devil are you doing?"
Crandall exploded. A
III the general sahib Il waiting for
that bell to ba answered he need not
wait longer. twill not be answered. "
Jaimihr Khan purred.
whats this? What's this"
"The wires are cut"
'Cutl Who did that?' The general
started for the yellow man. Jaimihr
Khan whipped blue barreled revolv-
er out Of his broad sash and leveled II
at his master.
Back, General Sahib! cut them.
The sahibah's story is true. It was shs
who came in and found me at the
SAFE"
my GodI You, Jaimihr-you spyr'
Tho general collapsed weakly into .
chair by the desk.
"Some might call me that, my gen.
eral." Jaimihr's weapon was slowly
swinging to cover both the seated man
and tho girl BY the doors. mo need
to search that drawer, General sahib.
Your pistol II pointing at you this min
ute"
.You'n pay for thisl" Crandall
gasped.
'That may be. One thing ask you
to remember. II one Of you makes .
move viii kill you both. You are a
gallant man, my general Is It not so2
Then remember"
Crandall started from his chair, but
tho uselessness Of his bare hands
against the snub nosed thing Of blue
metal covering him struck home. He
sank back, with z groan. Keeping
them both carefully covered, Jaimihr
moved to the desk telephone at the gen.
erals elbow. He took from his sash a
small piece Of paper-the one he had
saved from the packet Of papers taken
from the safe-laid 1t on the edge Of
the desk, and with his left hand he
picked up the telephone An instant Of
tense silence, broken by the wheeling
Of the generals breath. then:
'.Nine-two-six, II you please. Yes,
yes. Who Is this? All, yes. It is I,
Jaimihr Khan. Is all well with you7
Good! And Bishop? Slain coming
down the Rock? Good also!"
Crandall groaned. The Indian con.
tinued his conversation imperturbed.
"veree good! Listen closely! can.
not come, a. have promised. There
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well. Take down what I shall tell
YOU" He read from the slip Of paper
Oh the desk: "Seven turns to the right,
four/to the left-press! Two more to
the left-press! One to the right You
have that. Allah speed youi Go
quickly!''
Room Dr. Crandall had leaped
from his chair.
correct, my general Room D"
Jaimihr smiled as he stepped away
from the telephone, his back against
the double doors, The sweat stood
white on Crandall's brow: his mouth
worked In jerky spasms.
"what-what have you done7" he
gasped.
II see the general knows too vel"
came the Indians silken response. II
have given the combination Of the In.
ner door Of Room D In the signal tow
er to a--xricnd. He Is on his way to
the tower He will be admitted, one
Of the few men on the Rock who could
" .admittsd at this. hour, my general.
One pun ef ne sMitcAeS ~ Roo4 D.
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