Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1918-05-11
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dies with me. there will be one d.
man less and that IL all. That ~
iment | have seen looks ripe IS
mutiny.'
Ranjoor Singh drew breath slow
ly through set teeth.
Let 1t mutiny." said the Ca
man. land / am ready with snns
assistance as will place Delhi Al a.
mercy. Delhi is the kew 10 Tndisn
1T shall mutiny tonight" ssid
Ranjoor Singh abruptly.
The German stared hard Ar bIr,
though not so hard as Yasmini. 49,
chief difference was that nobos.
could have told she was starIn.
whereas the German gaped.
ct shall mutiny tonight. ana 10,
shall be there! You snail lead ne
then to this material aid you prom
Use, and after that. II II ali turns
out to be a lie, as | suspect, we wifi
talk about cobras"
For a minute, two minutes. thraa
minutes. while the rubber tirse
bumped along the road toward Yas-
minis, the German sat in silence
loking straight in front Of him.
"Order horses for him and netn
commanded Ranjoor Singh; and
Yasmini bowed obedience.
When will you start?" the Ger
man asked.
Nov. In 20 minutes, We willy
follow the regiment and reach camp
soon after it,
Il must speak first with my COL
leagues said the German.
mol" growled the Sikh.
MY secret information Is that
several regiments are ordered over
sea. Some of them will consent 10
go my friend. We will do we'll "a
wait until as many regiments AZ
possible are on the water, Their
strike hard with the aid of such al
have refused to 60"
The carriage drew up at Vas.
minis. front door, and man jump.
ed off the box seat to open the car
riage.
Say the rest inside!" she or
dered. go into tie souse! Quick
ly"
So the German stepped out frat.
moving toward the door much too
spryly for the type of street mer-
chant he was supposed to he.
do you mean that" whispered
Yasmini. as she pushed past Ran
| joor Singh. do you mean TO ride
with him and stage a mutiny? How
can you?"
| "She-buhaloW he answered, with
1nNH oh haH
from him since ttA game began.
She ran into the house and all
the way up the two steep flights OF
stairs. laughing like a dozen peals
If fairy bells.
At the head of the stairs she be-
gan TO Sing, for she looked back
and saw babu Sta Ram waddling
wheezily upstairs after Ranjoor
| Singh and the German.
THE gods surely love YasmlnilH
she told her maids. Catch me that
babu and bottle him. Drive him
| into a room where l can speak with
him alone!"
"Oh, my God, my Cod" walled
the babu at the stair-head from
amid a maze of women who hus-
tied and showed him all one way
| and that the way he did not want
| to go. 81 must speak with that
German gentleman who was giving
lecture here-must positivelee give
him warning, or all his hopes will
be blasted everlastinglee! No
that is room where are cobras-l
will not go there!"
In three native languages, one
after the other, he pleaded and
walled to no good end; the women
were too many for him. He was
showed into a small room as a fat
beast is driven into a slaughter.
stall. He screamed at an unex-
pected voice from behind a cur
tain. and a moment later burst into
sweat from reaction at the sight
of Yasmini.
Listen, babuji," she purred to
him.
Who was that man asking for
me?" demanded the German.
How shoul l kpow% snorted
Ranioor Singh. Are we to turn
aside for every fat babu that asks
to speak to us? l have sent for
horses"
(C6 9tiuued Monday