Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1918-05-04
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the fire. 1t will be good 10 see a.
lawyers run to covert"
This is a bad businessl" sssa
the general sternly; and he usas
two words in the native tongue ma
are 30 times more expressive ~
. badness as applied to machinatioSs
than are the English for tier
"The plan was to kidnap a troopa-
or two troopers to tempt him :.
them-and, should they prove IN.
corruptible. TO give them certafn
work to do. And what have vog
done?"
Yasmini laughed at him-merrv
mocking laughter that stung him
because ii was so surely genuine
She did not tell him in WORD.
that she was not afraid Of him; She
could laugh in his face and make
the truth sink deeper
And now what will the burrs "a
nib do?" she Knocked There IL
war-a great war-a war Of all the
world-but Yasmini fired a rst-r,n
and avenged a murdered Sikh
First let us punish Yasmini Shall
/ send for police TO arrest me
burra sahib? Or shall | send
maid in search of babu Sta Ram
that the game may continue?"
What do you want Sta Ram
for?"
'Sita Ram is nearly always use
full, sahib. He is on a message nov
He is a fool who likes to NEEDLE
where he thinks none notice him
Such are the sort who cost least
and work the longest hours. Who.
for instance, sahib, is to balk Kir-
! by sahib when he grows suspicious
and begins to search in earnest for
his Ranjoor Singh? He knew that
Ranjoor Singh was at the House
of-tne- Eight-Half-b brothers: there
was a man on watch outside. He
will come here next, for Ranjoor
Singh has ben reported to him as
having talked with Germans in my
house"
Reported by whom?
by the Afridi who is now dead
"Who killed the Afridi?"
Does the burra sahib think I
killed him?"
II asked a question:" snapped
the general.
In the first place, then, Ranjoor
Singh, the buffalo, struck the Afri-
di with his foot. The Afridi, who
was a dog with yellow teeth, went
outside to sing sweet compliments
to Ranjoor Singh. Certain Sikhs
heard him-of whom one was the
| trooper who waits in another room
with Ranjoor Singh-and they beat
him nearly to death because, being
buffalos themselves, they love Ran
joor Singh, who is the greatest buff
| falo of all.
For revenge, the Afridi told
tales of Ranjoor Singh, and LATER
knitted one Sikh trooper who had
beaten him. The other trooper fol-
lowed him into the House-of-the-
Eight Half-brothers where he soon
had opportunity for vengeance.
/ Now the burra sahib knows all. It
is not a sweet love-story! Now the
burra sahib may arrest everybody,
and all will be WE'LL"
where did Ranjoor Singh kick
the Afridi?"
Herein my house!"
"Then he was here?
How else would he kick the man
here? Could he send his foot by
messenger"
WAS the German here? Did he
have word with the German"
Surely. He spoke with him
alone. So the Afridi reported him
to the Raj sahib'"
The general frowned However
deeply the military may intrigue,
they neither like nor profess to like
civilians who play the same game.
"If Ranjoor Singh is under sus-
picion, what is the use Of
"Oh, all men are alike!" jeered
Yasmini, holding up the light and
looking more impudent than the
general had ever seen her-and he
had seen her often, for most of his
private information about the reg
ions north of the Himalayas had
come through her in one way or
another, and often enough from her
lips direct. II have said that Ran
joor Singh is a buffalo! He was
bosn a buffalo-he has been train
ed to be one by the British-he
likes to be one-and he will die one,
with a German bullet in his belly
unless this business prove too much
for him and he dies Of fretting be-
fore he can get away to fight!
T-look at me. sahib! | have
tempted Ranjoor Singh, and he did
not yield a hair. l stood closer
to him than l am to you. and his
pulse beat no faster All be
thought of was whether he could
crush me and make me give up my
prisoner.