Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1918-04-26
BY Talbot
Munday

At the far end he could see two men
labored, and big horse fiercely re-
scented their unreasonable atten-
tions to himself He walked down
the length of the stable, and pres
emily recognized Bagh, Ranjoor
Singh's charger.
What are you grooming him for
at this hour?" he demanded.
1T is an order, sahib."
Whose order?"
"Ranjoor Singh sahib's order"
The deuce it is. When did the
order Gomez"
But now"
who brought it?"
"A babu, with a leather apron"
Warrington walked away ten
PAGES in order to get command of
himself, and pinch himself, and
make quite sure he was awake.
"A fat babu?" he asked, walk
ing back again.
very fat" said one of the troop
ers. continuing to brush the re-
sentful charger.
so he delivered his message
first, and then went to hunt for his
loin-cloth," unused Warrington.
And he had enough intuition, and
CUTS enough, to look for it first in
the shay! I'm beginning to admire
that man! - Aloud he asked the
trooper: What was the wording
of the risaldar-major sahib's mes
sage?"
Let Bagh be we'll groomed and
held ready against all conting-
encies." said the trooper
Then take him outside," order
ed Warrington. Groom him where
you won't disturb the other horses,
How often have you got to I've told
that a horse needs sleep as much as
a man? The squadron won't be
fit to march a mile if you keep 'em
awake all night, Lead him out
quietly, nowi Whoa, you brute.
Now-take him out and keep him
Output him in the end stall in my
stable when you've finished him
y'you hear?'
He fiattered himself again With
all these mysterious messages and
orders coming in from nowhere, he
told himself ii would be good to
know at all times where Ranjoor
Singh's charger was, as we'll as a
service to Ranjoor Singh to stable
the brute comfortably. He told
himself that was very smart
move. and one for which Ranjoor
Singh would some day thank him.
provided. of course, that
provided WHAT" he wondered
half aloud Seems to me as il
RanjooF Singh has got himself into
some kind of a scrape, and hopes
TO get out of il py the back-door
route and no questions asked, Well.
let's hope he gets out, Let's hope
therell be no court-martial nasti-
ness! Let's hope-oh. damn just
hoping! Ranjoor Singh's a better
man than I am. Here's believing in
himt Here to him. thick and
thin! Forward-walk- march,
He turned out the guard and the
particular troop sergeant with
whom he wished to speak not being
on duty, he ordered him sent for.
Ten minutes later the sergeant
came, still yawning. from his cot.
Come over here. Arjan Singh"
he called, thinking fast and furi-
ouHtN iAS lNN VIC W dN+
II he made one false move or
aroused one suspicion in the mans
mind, he was likely TO learn less
than nothing; but If he did not ap-
pear to know at least something.
he would probably learn nothing
either.
AS he turned. at distance from
the guard light, to face the
sergeant. though not TO meet his
eyes too keenly. the fact that would
not keep out of his brain was that
the fat babu had been out in the
road offering To eat Germans. a
little while before he and the col
onel had started out that evening,
And. according to what Brammle
had told him when they met near
the colonels quarters, il was very
short after that the squadron came
out OF its gloom.
What was the first message tina