Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-04-28

to his feet. Five laos of rupses.s
fortune! BY George. I've got It'll" he
fairly shouted. "Ths Wild guess was 9
correct one. I'll stake my life upon It,
Now, then. to put it to the test"
The summer twilight was deepening
into tho summer dusk when Ailsa, act
ing upon Cheeks advice. set forth with
little Lord Chepstow the following
evening. and turned her steps in the d.
rection Of the park. Although. on her
way there she observed more than once
that swarthy-skinned man in Euro
pean dress. who wore q scarlet flower
in his coat. and was 30 perfect a type
Of the Asiatic that he would have
passed muster for one even among a
gathering Of Cingalese. kept appearing
and disappearing at irregular inter.
walls. 1t spoke well for the powers OF
imitation and self-effacement possessed
by Dollops that she never once thought
Of associating that young man with
the dawdling messenger boy who
strolled leisurely along with q package
under his arm and patronized every
bun shop. winkle stall and pork pie
or'upward of an hour this sort Of
thing went on without any Interruption
and Ailsa strolled along leisurely. with
the boys hand in hers, his innocent
prattle running on ceaselessly: then. of
a sudden. while they were moving along
close to the park ratings and in the
shadow Of the overhanging trees the
figure of an understood man in semi
European costume, but wearing on his
head the twisted turban of a Cingalese,
issued from one OF the gates and we'll
nigh collided with them.
He drew back. murmurfng an apology
In .pidgin English; then. seeing the
child. he salaamed profoundly and muir
"Holy. most holy" and Frustrated him
self. with his forehead touching the
ground. until Ailsa and the child had
passed on. But barely had they taken
the scene and did exactly the same
thing as the CingaIese.
"All right. You may go home now.
I've got my man." he whispered, az
tonight" Then he rose, as she walked
on. and went after the man who first
had Frustrated himself before the child.
He had risen and gone on his way.
obeisance. and flashing upon him q
sharp. searching look. Cleek quickened
his steps and shortened the distance
between them. Now or never wssIthe
thought which last night had ham
mered on his brain. for 1t was certain
that this man was in very truth q
genuine Cingalese. and as such. must
know! He stretched forth his hand
and touched the man, who drew back
sharply. half Indignantly. but changed
his attitude entirely when Cleek, who
knew Hmdustani more than well, spoke
to him in the native tongue.
Unto thee. oh, brother!" c1eek said.
Thou, too. art of us. for thou, too,
dost acknowledge the sacred shrine.
These eyes have beheld thee"
All his hopes rested on the slim pillar
Of that one word. Shrine" and his
heart almost ceased to beat 40 he
watched to see how 1t was received. II
broke. however. into very tumult OF
man positively beamed a he gave re-
ply.
sacred be the shrinep" he answered
in Iindustani. Clearly thou art Of I'd
not Of those others"
"Others7 What others? am but
newly come to this country"
-""walls with me, then, to my abode.
sup with me. eat Of my salt, ana /
will tell thee then, oh, brother. But ]
forget-thou hast no knowledge Of me,
Listen. then. I am Arjeeb Noosrut, ia
thor Of the High Priest eeydama, ana
1t IL among the people Of my house
that the gun IL yet preserved. Nor has
the blood Of Ssydama been ever wash
cd from the wood Of lei Comet"
All in q mement q light seemed to
break over Cleek's brain. The missing
link had been supplied-the one thing
h1- ri--la r1.'t-" Narsiaic the vile
ttv.suL mica I...u cu.u. A. MIN last