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

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Germans pay Ali n little, and he traps
the hlllmen when they come south
lets 'em gamble-gets 'em into debt
they can get away when they've paid
him. what they owe. Yasmini sends
and pays their board and gambling
debts, and she's our man, so to speak.
She cOaxes all their stories out of EN-
and primes 'em with a few extra good
ones into the bargain. Everybody's
Enthusiastically the Germans-nnd
%exceptin', of curse. Yasmlnl and the
raj. Nobody ever fooled that woman,
nor ever will if my belief goes for
%anything"
"Um-m-m" King rubbed his chin.
"Know anything of my man Ismail?"
"Sure! He's one of Yasmini's pets.
She bailed him out of AIS three years
ago and he worshlps her. 1t was he
who broke the leg and ribs of n pup
rajah a month or two ago for putting
on too much dog in her reception
room. He's Ursus out of Quo Vadis!
He's dog, desperate, stalking horse
and keeper of the queens secrets"
"Then why d'you suppose she passed
him along to me?" asked King.
Dunno! This Is your little mys-
terry, not mine!"
"GIad you appreciate that! Do me
n favor, will your"
"Anything in reason"
SECT the keys to all these cells-send
EN- in here to me by Ismail-and
leave me In here alone!"
Saunders whistled and wiped sweat
from his gllstening face, for in spite
Of windows wide open to the courtyard
1t was hotter than a furnace room.
"Mayn't I have you thrown into a
den of tigers?" he asked. "Or Il nest
Of cobras? Or get the fiery furnace
ready? That God be with thee stuff
is habit-they say 1t with JUNCTION be-
fore they knife a man"
sri be careful, then" King
chuckled; and 1t Is a fact that few
men can argue with him when he
laughs quietly in that way. "Send me
in the keys. like a good chap"
So Saunders went, glad enough to
get into the outer air. The instant the
door slammed King continued down
the line with his left wrist held high
so that the occupant of each cell in
turn could see the bracelet.
MAY God be with thee !" came the
instant greeting from each cell until
down toward the farther end. The
occupants of the last six cells were
that when Ismail strobe in. slnmming
the great iron door behind him, jan
CLING a bunch of keys and looking more
than ever like somebody out of the Old
Testament.
"Open every door except those whose
numbers I have rubbed out" King or
dered him.
Ismail proceeded to obey as If that
were the least improbable order in all
the world. 1t took him two minutes
to select the pass-key and determine
how 1t worked, then the doors flew
open II after another in quick sue
cessiOn.
"Come out" he growled. "COme
out Come out !" although King had
not ordered that.
King went and stood under the CEN
ter light with his left arm barred. The
prisoners emerging like dead men out
of tombs, blinked at the bright light
saw him-then the bracelet-and So
luted.
"May God be with thee! !" growled
each of them.
They stood still then. awaiting fresh
developments. 1t did not seem to Oc-
cur to any one of them As strange that
a British officer in khaki uniform
should he sporting Yasmini's talisman;
the thing was apparently sufficient ex-
PLANTATION in itself.
aye all know this?" he asked, hold
ing up his wrist. "Whose is this?"
"Hers!" The answer was monosyl-
Liable and instant from all thirty
thrOats.
King lit a cheroot and made mental
note of the wisdom Of referring to her
by pronOun, not by name.
"And L? Who am II" he asked.
"Her messenger! Who else7 Thou
art he who shall take us to the 'Hillsr
She promised"
II shall start for the Hills at dawn"