Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-05-05

came to him with the sobbing child
close pressed to her bosom and all
heaven in her beaming face.
1T is not the funeral wreath after
all. you see. Miss Lorne." he said. 1T
came near to being 1t, butt Is not.
it is not. wonder. oh. wonder"
Then he laughed the foolish. vacuous
too happy for the banality of words.
1t was midnight and after. III the
close-curtained library Of Chepstow
House, Cleek, with little Lord Chep-
stow sleeping in his arms: sat in
Capt. Hawksley and Maverick Narkom.
While they talked Ailsa- like q restless
spirit, wandered to and fro. now lifting
the curtains to peep out into the dark
life's hope lay in the coming of some
expected sound. And in her veins there
burned a fever OF suspense.
$50 you failed to get the rascals. did
you, Mr.. Narkom" Cleek was saying.
Il feared as much, but couldn't get
word to you sooner. We blew out q
fuse. Dollops and T. in that mad race
to the mill, and, of course, we had to
I'm sorry we didn't get Margot: sorrier
still that that hound Merode got away.
They are bound to make trouble before
the race is run. Not for her ladyship.
however, and not for this dear little
chap. Their troubles are at an end. and
the sacred son will be a sacred son no
longer"
''oh, Mr.. cleek, do tell me what you
mean me, implored Lady chepstow. DO
"Dr. Fordyce at last" struck in Ailsa
excitedly. as the doorbell and the
knocker clashed and the buffers swift
footsteps went along the hall. Now
We shall know, Mr.: Cleek; now we shall
know for certain!"
AND SO shall all the world" he re-
piled 'as the door opened and the doctor
was 'ushered into the room. II don't
THINK you were ever SO welcome any
he, added with a smile. Come and look
az this little chap. Bonny little especi-
rben Of Britisher. isn't he?"
yes; but. my dear sir. II was un-
a scene Of excitement; and you seem
as peaceful as Eden here. The consta-
BILE who came for me said 1t was eome-
thing to do with Scotland Yard"
$50 1t is. doctor. I had Mr.. Narkom
send for you to perform a very trifins
but most important operation upon this
little boy here"
Upon Cedric" exclaimed Lady chep-
stow, rising in a panic Of alarm. AN
baby boye Oh, Mr.. cleek. in the name
of heaven"
"No. your 1adyship, in the. name of
Buddha. Don't be alarmed. 1t Is only
to be trif1fng cut, mere reopening
.
you dressed and healed so successfully
at Trincomalee. You make a mistake.
all Of you. that night when the boy was
shot. The native poor Ferralt saw
skulkinE along with the gun was not a
mere tribesman and had not the very
faintest thought of discharging that
weapon at your little son. or. indeed, at
anybody else in the world. He was the
high priest. seydama, guardian Of the
holy tooth. the one living being who
dared by right to touch 1t or to lay
hands upon the shrine that contained
1t. Fearful when the false rumor Of
that intended loot was circulated that
infidel eyes should look upon 1t. infidel
hands profane the sacred relic, he de-
termined to remove it from Dambool
to the rock hewn temple. Of Galwthara
and to enshrine it there. In order to
avoid giving q cIew to his movements
to disguise himself as a common tribes
man. and, the better to defeat the de-
signs Of those who might seek to tear
1t from him and hold It for ransom. he
gun. That gun was in his hands when
Ferralt leaped out and Drained him."
Dear heaven" cried Lady Chepstow
with a sudden burst Of realization.
Then that holy relic. that fetish. the
rs embedded in the neshy part Of the
thigh Of your little SOM" he finished.
Enclosed. doubtless. in q sac or cryst
which protective Mother Nature has
wrapped round It: the tooth 10 there.
and for hve whole years he has been
the living shrine that held it!''
And 50. in truth. It proved to BE. Ten
minutes later the triding operation was
over and the long-lost relic lay in the
palm Of the doctors hand.
Take It, Capt Hawksley." said Cleek.
lifting It and carrying 1t over to him.
There 10 . man in Soho. one Arjeeb
Noosrut, wAo will know 1t when he sees
it. and there IL q vast reward. Five
laos Of rupees will pay OF no end Of
debts. and q man with that balance at
his bankers can't be accused Of being
fortune hunter when he asks in mar.
rage the hand Of the woman he loves
NJ. Narkom. il your motor ready? I'm
a bit tagged out and Dollops. I know,
is all but starving. Ladies' and gentle
men. my best respects. The riddle is
solved. Good might"